meet the sun and the wind: The Right to Bare Arms

Holy hell it's hot! Torrid. Sweltering. Blazing. This kind of weather calls for wearing as little clothing as possible while still being presentable (and legal). 


How many of you won't go out in public without covering your arms, those awful, jiggly, wobbly appendages that you can't stand to look at yourself, much less inflict on innocent bystanders? So what if it's 195 degrees outside (or very close to that. You know, REALLY REALLY hot!)...you're not about to go out in just a tank top, or wearing spaghetti straps. God NO, you've got to cover those things up!...


Well, guess what I have to say about that?...Can you guess? Yep, you got it:


FUCK. THAT. SHIT.


We ALL have The Right to Bare Arms!


Of course, there are situations when bare arms are inappropriate, regardless of the size of the arms. But those situations aren't dictated by how we feel about our arms - there's a whole other set of rules that determines those standards of dress, and that's not what I'm talking about here.


SO. Show a little shoulder, ladies. No one's going to go blind if they catch sight of a stretch mark or witness a little wiggle. *"And forget not that the earth delights to feel your bare feet and the winds long to play with your hair."

                          

Your clothes conceal much of your beauty, yet they hide not the unbeautiful.

And though you seek in garments the freedom of privacy you may find in them a harness  and a chain.

Would that you could meet the sun and the wind with more of your skin and less of your raiment,For the breath of life is in the sunlight and the hand of life is in the wind.

Some of you say, "It is the north wind who has woven the clothes to wear."

But shame was his loom, and the softening of the sinews was his thread. And when his work was done he laughed in the forest.

Forget not that modesty is for a shield against the eye of the unclean.

And when the unclean shall be no more, what were modesty but a fetter and a fouling of the mind?

*And forget not that the earth delights to feel your bare feet and the winds long to play with your hair.

~Kahlil Gibran, The Prophet

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