Illustration by Lucy Bohr.
Anyone else find the creation of even more products depicting/isolating parts of women’s bodies an odd, tiresome aspect of capitalist feminism?
I’m all for greater representation and diverse body types being shown and celebrated but I haven’t seen mugs, T-shirt’s, posters, and the like covered in a variety of penis shapes and sizes. I feel no more at peace with my breasts or bottom or belly or bareness because my tote bag has tits of two dots and two lines printed on it.
No longer reserved for perfume bottles, shampoos and household cleaning products, some version of my form, an unidentifiable ‘her’ is now visible everywhere, anywhere. Dismembered and dissociated, primed and prepared for profit.
It’s like in the quest to capitalize on feminism and wokeness we are reduced even further to bodies and body parts, served up for consumption in whatever form you fancy.
All boobs are acceptable - but it’s still the boobs that give you form, value, acceptance.