Almost every woman knows how it feels to be catcalled. If you're female, chances are good that crude comments will be lobbed your way sometime this month.
And, as one New York City woman proved, it doesn't matter what you wear.
This is what I was wearing this morning as I made my way through a crowded 34th Street subway station, and a man passing by me said, "Damn, you have some great legs." When I ignored him and kept walking, he turned around to follow me, to get closer, even as I was moving away. "Did you hear me, honey? I said you have nice legs. Damn! Thank you." It was the "thank you" that got me. As if my 5 inches of legging-covered skin were there for him. Given as a gift wrapped in brown tights. Existing in the world for him to appreciate, or not. Next time you wonder whether your skirt is too short, next time you ask your teen daughter to change her clothes, or the next time you hear about school dress codes in the news, remember this photo. I am in a fucking parka and boots. And it. doesn't. matter. All women have these moments. All of us. And yet the world acts as if it's still our problem to fix. Get your shit together, guys. I, for one, am sick of dealing with it.
While walking through a subway station that day, she wore a winter coat, boots, a scarf and tights, but a man felt the need to call out to her anyways. He commented on her legs, but she ignored him.
He started to follow her as she moved further away.
"Did you hear me, honey? I said you have nice legs. Damn! Thank you."
Brandt, who helped found a nonprofit for girls' education, said it was the 'thank you' that bothered her the most, implying that somehow her legs were there for his enjoyment.
She also dismissed the idea that this kind of attention has anything to do with what a woman wears.
"All women have these moments. All of us. And yet the world acts as if it's still our problem to fix. Get your shit together, guys. I, for one, am sick of dealing with it."