But really? Maybe.
I'm writing my extended essay and internal assessment on feminism. The problem is I'm the most conservative combat-boot clad girl I know.
I don't believe in holding doors, playing guitar, or paying for food. Don't get me wrong, I don't in any way practice what I preach, I'm just into chivalry and peter pan collars.
Is that not Generation-Z? Do I have to succumb to wearing hot pink bras to get attentions of boys who will treat me like a Barbie? How come men never know where they want to eat? Why are you listening to Drake and Jason Derulo and talking about how "angsty" the Ramones are (of all bands... really)? Why is your favorite movie Zach and Miri Make a Porno, while I frequently quote Dawn of the Dead? Where have all the men-men gone?
I find solace in the fact that 17 year olds do eventually mature and stop wearing neon Nikes with lacrosse socks and snapbacks, but how come misogynistic masochists gotta dress like hooligans?
WHY CAN'T DECENCY AND ALPHA-NESS BE MEASURED ON THE SAME AXIS?
Why am I disparaging the girls from Valley of the Dolls for being thrown into seedy situations? I want to be like Neely.
