In her groundbreaking book Gender Trouble, Judith Butler addresses this paradox. It made me defensive and led me to wonder whether parodying feminine stereotypes can be empowering and even subversive. The general question was: How do you reconcile being a feminist with looking like a stripper? Apparently, being feminist had a look, and I didn’t fit the bill. I was questioned about whether I ever felt insecure about my desire to adhere to “mainstream” beauty standards - dresses and heels, dyed hair, make-up, etc. I began noticing in interviews that my slut style was a recurring topic. In my mid-20s, Slutever started getting media attention. On my blog Slutever, which deals primarily with sexuality and feminism, I began mocking the trope of the dumb blond who’s naive about her sexuality, bouncing around town in a push-up bra, waiting for a man to come and teach her the ways of the world. ![]() ![]() Starting in my early 20s, my personal style developed into what could rightly be called “slutty.” I favored a lot of vagina-length skirts, pink PVC micro-dresses, and basically anything that screamed “S&M Barbie.” I found it funny to parody the look of the stereotypical blond tart, as if Elle Woods was on her way to a sex party or something - and soon that persona crept into my writing.
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