Man, if I had a donut for every time a woman has told me she thought she didn’t have a right to wear dresses or skirts lest her cellulite-blighted legs strike onlookers defensively blind, I would have enough donuts to get me through tomorrow, AT LEAST. But you’re allowed to wear dresses, no matter what you (or your legs) look like. Same with swimsuits. Same with sleeveless tops. Wear clothes you like, and fuck everybody else with their dumb fashion rules. YOU MAKE THE RULES.
Live life without a constant apology on your lips for failing to achieve a certain ideal of perfection, appearance-wise or in any other respect. Because you have nothing to apologize for on this account. ”