WANG opposes valuing women based on how they look, rather than who they are and what they do. WANG also opposes the prohibitive and narrow beauty standards imposed on women that reflect racist, heteronormative, capitalist, sexist, ageist, cissexist and disableist ideologies.
Women everywhere are expected to conform: to remove their body hair, to wear make-up yet look ‘natural’. To diet, and to wear restrictive clothing. All in order to be considered acceptable, respectable and feminine. If you support women's choice to refuse these regulatory practices, then join WANG! It's not just for the unshaven and undeodorised but for anyone who believes that women should not be reduced to how they look, and that conventional beauty techniques aren't the only route to attractive and socially worthwhile people. People of any/no gender are welcome too, and we support all struggles against the pressure to conform to hegemonic representations.
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I’m not sure what you can do.
As a body acceptance blog I’m tempted to say that you could try and learn to accept them.
But if you don’t want to do that, or can’t, I’m not really sure what gets rid of black dot. If the black dots are the hair follicles maybe hair electrolysis is possible? Not sure if anyone has any other advice.
If the hair follicle is completely out, which is likely if you’ve plucked the hairs, then I don’t know what you could do other than cover them up e.g. with foundation….
And I always want to point out here: women, on average, possess more lower-body strength, while men, on average, possess more upper-body strength. There’s a lot of overlap and it isn’t always individually applicable, but that’s the generalization, averaging across the population.
But we SOCIALLY value upper-body strength, and upper-body muscles. So we construct women as weaker, because we refuse to measure them on the body parts where they may be stronger, we devalue those.
Lifting is mostly done with the legs. So women may be as good or better at heavy lifting as men. But we socially construct lifting as having to do with large, muscular arms and chests. You don’t really need powerful arms and chests to lift—you need powerful thighs, otherwise you’re gonna throw your back out. We actually lie about what makes a person strong and capable to favor men.
Push-up and pull-ups are upper-body strength exercises. So they’re socially valued. The military doesn’t tell you to do 20 squats as penance. No one is fucking impressed by all the squats you can do. Squats just sound stupid, hah, squats. We laugh at them because women might be better at them than men, on average. They’re worthless.
This stuff plays into all sorts of other body image problems, too. The body weight that’s regarded as ideal for women, for example, is really only achievable for individuals suffering from mild to moderate muscular atrophy. You literally can’t get there just by shedding fat - you also have to let your muscles waste away. We actually regard it as “normal” for a woman to be suffering from muscular atrophy.
I am always amazed that cis people can talk about this problem without once mentioning transmisogyny.
The most significant part of my transition, and the one that improved my ability to be read as cis the most, was losing two stone in muscle mass. I had to quit my job as a martial arts instructor and rein back my training hugely and it’s making me miserable, but cis people seem utterly incapable of not treating me like shit for having muscles.
And let’s be honest when have you ever heard a cis woman not follow up the phrase ‘I don’t want to put on too much muscle’ with ‘I don’t want to look manly/like a tr***y’?
Pretty sure I’ve reblogged this before, but the sentiment still rings true. White supremacy makes me feel ugly as shit 99% of the time, and in the moments where I express my feelings of ugliness to feminist friends I am met with “why don’t you love yourself better?” “Omg you need a lots of self care” (which i dont always have the luxury of time/money for) and the worst of them, “Honey I think something’s really wrong with you, you need professional help :(“
Man, fuck that shit. The only “help” I need is good friends who want to help tear down the system with me. More often then not, however, my self-esteem dips and emotional responses to systemic oppressions usually result in my being told I’m not doing a good enough job of loving myself, instead of recognizing that we live in a world that makes it virtually impossible for marginalized (fat, brown, differently abled) folks to love our bodies in the first place.