Molly+R's+Op-Ed+Article

"Nice Tits, Bitch": How Society has Abandoned the Big-Chested Girl by Molly R

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Guess what, everybody! It's not okay to make fun of girls' bodies anymore! First, you couldn't make fun of overweight girls. Big is beautiful. Then, you couldn't make fun of skinny girls, because so is small. After that came girls with small chests, girls with big butts, girls with weird thumbs, girls with short legs, etc. And I firmly believe in all of these! Nobody should be made to feel inferior because of their body. That's ridiculous.

However, the one sort of female it still seems to be acceptable to put down and belittle is the girl with a big chest. That may seem funny or unrealistic, but it's true. I go onto Tumblr and I see girls saying things like “I'm happy for my small boobs! They're so much 'classier' than big ones.” I go on Facebook and I see guys' statuses saying “Girls, COVER UP!” Because guys don't like sluts, dontcha know. I go pretty much anywhere on the internet, and I see people just spewing this gross, misogynistic hatred.

Since I was 13, people have been noticing and commenting on my body. Through the roughly 3 ½ years that I've had a noticeably different figure, I have been sexually harassed more times than I can even remember. And no, it's not cute, or funny, or flattering. It's insulting and demeaning, and I am sick of it, and have been for a very long time.

And I'm not supposed to complain about it, because then I'd be a bitch, or worse, a bitch who was “asking for it.” Because if you have any sort of traditionally sexy body type, you are supposed to wear oversized Puritan clothes to compensate for that, or alternately, if you want to feel cute at all, supposed to wear what makes you feel pretty, and then just accept the fact that you're going to be treated like a walking Realdoll.

And it's not just the males who think it's okay to shout at me from across the street, or ask me if they can reference my chest in jokes in class, or touch me inappropriately, though believe me, that is the exact opposite of fun. It's the people who think they have a right to tell me what to do. Boyfriends who told me to wear less “revealing” clothing. Former friends who called me a slut or a whore, friends who, when I was “touched inappropriately" (to use the nicest term possible for it), said that I probably should stop wearing tank tops.

Yes, I am definitely the problem here. You know what, instead of me changing my clothes, how about people change their mindsets, and stop thinking that it's okay to treat me and others like me as though we are anything other than human beings.

And to all the people who have told me to "just cover up," to all the people who have called me a slut or any name like that, to all the people who assume that because they WANT to act inappropriately to me, it's okay to do so...to all those people, I say this: It's my body, not yours. Shut up and leave me alone.