who on earth coined the stereotype that girls are obsessed with changing clothes i’ve been wearing the same t shirt and pajama pants for two days now and the same bra for like three
OOH OOH I KNOW THIS ONE! so in the elizabethan era queen elizabeth couldn’t appear like she was having That Time of the Month in front of the male members of her court, and you bet your ass if she had to remain in the public eye while she was bleeding from the snatch then the rest of the female courtiers did too. because they didn’t have handy dandy tampons back in the day, they would basically shove a rag down there and inevitably bleed onto the inner layers of their clothes. she what did they do? changed clothes. about eight times a day to be precise, and they did that all month long, so none of the delicate male constitutions would be offended by unseen yet implied bloody lady parts. this is part of why fashion was such a huuuuuge cultural item (and the secondhand clothing industry was such a huge part of society) because they had to appear like they were just doing it out of vanity/showing off their wealth. this became pretty much the standard mode of behavior for ladies who had to be out and about during shark week, right up until some nurses realized that the specialized gauze pads they used to plug up bullet wounds would work great for other such bleeding holes.
so yeah if you were wondering why dudes think women change their clothes a lot its because they don’t understand periods.
It always comes down to men not being able to handle periods
Contributing my favorite bit about how women used to handle periods –
My grandmother was born in deep woods Texas in the late 1890′s. They were dirt poor subsistence farmers and didn’t have a lot of clothes to spare when everything was hand sewn. One of the major social events of the time, in the summer, was an “All Day Meeting and Dinner on the Grounds” on a Sunday. They would meet on the church grounds – a grassy wooded area by the church for whole day of preaching, praying, singing hymns, and socializing, including a picnic lunch. (It was much cooler outside than in the closed up church.) It was also a prime occasion for courting, near the family and in full view, but a little away, talking quietly.
Young single women of the time were expected to wear long white gowns for socializing. Menstrual protection consisted of a hand sewn bundle of rags, and the only restroom facility was a multi-hole outhouse, the only running water a nearby stream. You see the problem.
Two of her sisters were wild and reckless with their health and would dredge up ice cold water from the very bottom of the well to pour over themselves right before dressing to leave. This shocked their bodies into temporarily stop or slow down the flow, but it only helped so much. Apparently a maneuver that young women learned early was how to gracefully sink down onto the grass, spreading their long white skirts around them so that they are bleeding directly onto the grass, and not onto their dress.
So if you see photos or paintings of a family sitting on a quilt picnicking, and next to them is a young woman sitting on the grass with her skirts spread gracefully around her – she’s on her period.
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