Dealing with being catcalled like it’s NBD, and trying to look chic while flicking them off.
Having to wear a strapless bra or stick on bra.
The pain that is wanting to look sexy in skinny jeans, but not being able to safely put on skinny jeans.
Worrying about camel toes.
If you have long hair, you have to tame it out every day.
And if we don’t want underwear lines, we have to wear thongs.
Having a period.
And, as if having a period wasn’t enough, we get bloated on our periods!
And we get hormonal acne!!!
Having to deal with ~emotions.~
Trying to figure out makeup.
Trying to get the wings of your eyeliner to match.
And, if you decide not to wear makeup, being told you look ‘tired.’
Participating in any sort of movement while also having boobs.
Trying to find a bathing suit.
Burning your face with a curling iron/ straightener.
Not being able to take our shirts off when we’re BOILING.
Having to lug a purse around in order to account for all the things we might need.
Having a time limit on when you can have biological children.
Constantly being asked when you’re going to get married / have kids.
Getting paid less than non-ladies.
And, dealing with the struggle of being so. damn. FABULOUS.