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02/02/2017

Are drunk girls wearing revealing clothes asking for it?

No.

No. No. No.

I cannot believe this question has even been debated recently.  Last week, while I was off work, I caught bits of This Morning.  There was a woman on it one particular day who said that women should think about where they are, what they wear, and how much they drink to prevent being raped or sexually assaulted.

It's absolutely barbaric to suggest that women wearing short skirts, low-cut tops, or skimpy outfits should take a portion of the blame for someone else not being able to keep their hands to themselves or control their sexual advances.

I used to wear all kinds of skimpy clothes when I was at uni.  I enjoyed the whole 'short shorts' phase - like so many other girls did during the 2010-2012 period - and would always wear something that showed a lot of leg.  That wasn't an open invitation for men to touch me, or come onto me.

Nine times out of ten when I went out at uni, I was dressing to make myself feel good, not to attract the attention of blokes.  Do guys really think that I would spend all that money on clothes and make-up, then all that time getting ready, just to make myself more attractive to them?  Nope.  It was about me feeling confident - whether it be body confident or just generally confident in myself - and me feeling happy.

This image shows everything that is wrong with those assumptions.
Am I automatically a whore just because I liked wearing short shorts on a night out?  Am I asking for it just because the skirt or dress I wear skims my bum?

No.

The debate came after a new survey claimed that one third of people blame women wearing short skirts for sexual assaults.  Shockingly, it was a third of women surveyed who said other women should shoulder the responsibility for their attack if they were wearing provocative clothing on a night out.

I couldn't believe it - women blaming other women?  Seriously?!  What happened to girl power and having each other's backs?  Women saying this about each other just makes it ok for guys to think the same.

Like the meaningful moment in Mean Girls where Ms Norbury says the girls have to stop calling each other sluts and whores, because it just makes it ok for guys to call girls sluts and whores.  This is just like that.

One of the ladies on This Morning discussing the survey was a journalist called Angela Epstein.  She said that women release a level of personal responsibility if they put themselves in a situation where the element of vulnerability may be heightened.  She compared it to leaving the door to her home unlocked because someone may break in.

Only someone of a certain mindset would walk into a home if they saw the door left wide open.  Most people, if they didn't just ignore it and walk straight past, would knock on the door, ask if there was anyone inside, see if they were ok etc.  Only opportunists, those with a different train of thought, would see it as an invitation to walk in and help themselves to whatever they fancied.  Women wearing revealing clothes, by the same comparison, is not an invitation for men to take advantage.  And I am pretty sure most normal, stand-up men wouldn't do so, so the whole debate seemed rather pointless to me.

Speaking after the item aired, she said she wasn't trying to blame women for being raped.  She was simply highlighting the fact that dressing 'provocatively' makes women vulnerable to predators and opportunists.  Describing something as being provocative is so subjective, though.  What provokes one person may not provoke another.  So where is the line drawn?  It is not provocative to wear a short skirt.  Nor is it provocative to get drunk and dance like Beyonce.  Not in my eyes, anyway.  Ask someone else, they may say it is.

A few times I remember guys grabbing my bum on a night out and I would always send them packing.  I punched a guy once who would not stop touching my bum, despite me asking him politely four times to stop.  However, of all the skimpy and revealing outfits I wore on all the hundreds of nights out I must have gone on at uni, it was an incredibly rare occurrence.

Why, just because a girl is wearing something that makes her feel confident and good about herself, should it be ok for a stranger to try and feel her up?  If she was wearing a sign that said "grope me, I'm yours", I would totally understand.  But nothing about a short skirt says that.

By attributing short skirts as the reason for sexual assaults/rape, it almost gives a free pass to people, who will use that to their advantage and as an excuse.  I can see it now - "oh, well she was wearing hotpants so she was asking for it".

'Asking for it' - I hate that.  Nobody is ever, ever, ever asking for it by what they wear.

We should be able to live in a world where we can wear what we want without judgement and without people thinking it's ok to use that as an excuse or invitation.  Just like we should be able to live in a world where if we leave our front door unlocked, someone won't let themselves in and steal from us.

Just like, by the same token, guys who go on a night out without a shirt - whether it be as part of fancy dress or just because they feel like it - aren't inviting women to touch their torso.  I know men fall victim to the same assumptions - 'he's got his shirt off so he wants me to touch his abs' - I am in no way saying it's a women-only problem.  The topic of discussion on This Morning was simply just related to the survey about women.

When it comes down to it, the only person responsible and to blame for a sexual attack is the attacker

14/10/2015

The speed of time is always the same, yet it's never the speed we want

Every single day I find myself saying 'I can't believe that was x amount of years ago!'.  Most recently, thanks to my Timehop and 'On This Day' on Facebook, I'm reminded that I started university a whole five years ago.  FIVE YEARS AGO!

Each day, I'm greeted with photos of a fresh-faced 18-year-old enjoying freshers and settling into university life.  Fast forward five years and I now get up for work at the time I going to bed, and am going to bed at the time I was going out.  I can't function without at least eight hours sleep and hangovers tend to now stick around for at least a whole day.  There'd be no chance of me being able to manage a shift at work, lectures/seminars and a spin class on a hangover now.

When I started college (which I still can't believe was seven years ago!) one of my tutors said to me that time is man-made concept and can be one of the most difficult psychological barriers to overcome.  People become obsessed with time - either that it is running out for them to get something done, or it is going too slow before the weekend, or it's going too fast and they can't keep up.

Time always goes at the same speed, yet it's never the speed we want it to.  When we're looking forward to something, it seems to drag.  Yet when something exciting is happening or it's a happy occasion, time flies.

When I look back on the last few years, my time at university in particular, I realise how fast time is going.  When I was little, time used to feel like it went so slow - but that was because I had no real concept of time.  Now, weeks and months fly by in the blink of an eye.


I am guilty of sometimes wishing my time away, which I know I will regret when I'm older and wish I had savoured each moment more.


There's no cure to stopping time going so fast, just like there's no way to speed time up.  I've always wished I had a Bernard's Watch (every 90's kid at one point in their lives has wanted one of them, though) so that I could stop time and savour a moment or get something done quicker.

All we can do is live for the moment - enjoy everything that's happening when it's happening.  We only get to do each day once, so it's worth doing right.

30/05/2015

31 things that University of Leicester graduates will remember

If you've been to university, you automatically think your uni is the best.  But, unfortunately, unless you went to the University of Leicester, you're wrong.  (I joke!)  But if you did go to University of Leicester, here's a little trip down memory lane to remind you why we all love it so much.

1. Riding the paternoster.

2. The safety bus not quite living up to its name.

3. RED LEICESTER!

4. Avoiding Victoria Park like the plague after dark.

5. And instantly regretting your decision to use it as a short cut to the union after your bar crawl.

6. £1 everything at Liquid on a Monday (RIP I Love Mondays)

7. Getting lost in Republic and discovering a new room every time you went.

8. DMWho?

9. Being blessed with three Nando's all within walking distance.

10. The car park at halls turning into a trolley park for all the abandoned, stolen trollies from Asda.

11. The bus from Oadby to uni was troublesome enough but Ratcliffe Road with a hangover? Disaster loomed.

12. Having your things 'virtually stolen' from the library when you went for a wee.

13. Maryland chicken seeming like the best idea ever when you've had a few drinks.

14. Turkey Cafe's flavoured vodkas were essential to every bar crawl/night out in the city.

15. The devastation when the Scholar closed and you could no longer sit in there all day eating nachos and drinking wine.

16. Having to dodge the concrete square between the library, the Attenborough building and the union during student election times to avoid being bombarded with leaflets.

17. Mosh on a Tuesday - because it was too long to wait from a Liquid/Republic Monday until Red Leicester on Wednesday.

18. Always dropping in the fact that we were one of the first universities in the UK to have our very own Quidditch team. Proud.

19. Having to get to the library in March so you have a seat ready for your summer exam revision.

20. Eating a Bombay Bites when you had places to go the next day at your own peril.

21. Richard III.

22. Never understanding why the library toilets had won awards when there was never any toilet paper.

23. Starting every day in uni with a trip to Starbucks.

24. Discovering that the library café sold a selection of wines, ciders and beers and never getting any work done again.

25. Having to do an exam in the Covenant Life Church during summer and coming out like a pork scratching.

26. The library's Quiet Patrol being on the biggest power trip as they march around confiscating water bottles.

27. Going to any event where DMU students will be and immediately chanting 'LESTAHH! LESTAHH! LESTAHH'

28. Staying at the Summer Ball until 6am determined to make the survivors photo.

29. The Dry Dock, The Loaded Dog & Varsity being the go-to post-exam pubs.

30. The post-varsity night out always being a jubilant one as we celebrated our thumping of DMU.

31. Holding back the tears as you drive out of Leicester at the end of your time at UoL.

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