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Mary Anne & Richard Erickson's avatar

Another zinger Kitty! When I was in high school in Iowa (graduated 1968) my boyfriend always told me how fat I was. So of course I wore a girdle (along with all the other girls as far as I knew— most of whom were very trim like me). It was just what you wore - along with a slip of course - as pants weren’t allowed in our school then. And God forbid, anyone could see light between your legs! I recently ran across an old pic of myself as a senior and I was surprised at how trim and fit I looked! So was it the girdle? Or could it be that yes - I was shamed into feeling that my body could never be good enough by just the patriarchal system you have so beautifully illustrated here?

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Julie Gammack's avatar

Yikes. Girdles. Pantyhose. Oh my.

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