Monday, 19 September 2011
Is Wearing A Short Dress Asking For It?
No, I think not, but after a night on Clapham Junction it certainly felt like it. I was invited to a wedding in London and the usual kerfuffle over what to wear began. A friend offered several of her dresses. I nearly wore a black lace number but it was short and I was doing public transport - I wasn't sure. So, I chose a longer grey dress, still above the knee but not so thigh scraping. Not only am I not a dress girl whatsoever, but I am not a SHORT dress girl - it's the knees. Too knobbly. Anyway, had a lovely time at wedding, whilst there wishing I was wearing the shorter black number instead of my old safe grey dress. Had to get the last train back alone. Arrived at Clapham Junction, sat on some cold steps and a man walks past me saying 'You look horny.' I ignored him, but he didn't leave it there, he then went on in great description saying in a very graphic, porno way what he'd like to do to me. I told him to go away, he was disgusting, I was a married mother of two (what difference this makes, I don't know). He continued to follow me down the platform admiring my arse and shouting what he'd like to shoot all over my face (do you get the picture?). I tucked in beside a group of teenage boys with their pants hanging out and a group of 'normal' looking men around my age. One of the group of men asked me if I was OK, did I need help, should he get a member of staff? Luckily the vile pervy man got on the next train (which thankfully wasn't mine) and disappeared. I arrived home feeling sad and a little afraid for other women out there, wondering what this horrible man was capable of. I know that if you have a short dress on is totally NOT asking for it, but it left me feeling so vulnerable in this little dress with so much leg showing. I just don't think I'd have felt as disempowered if I was wearing my jeans.