At the announcement of the Glamour UK magazine’s women of the year awards forgive me if I lose my shit just a little whilst writing this post.
To be fair I can’t take the word ‘glamour’ seriously. A little Barbie word infused with a sense of undeserved importance and grandiose self esteem. Sickly and stupid and louche like Hollywood. Apparently Glamour UK have been rewarding women for their achievements for the last 30 years. Commendable. Or it was.
This year out of fifteen awards nine have been given to trans women. That’s nine that have been given to men. A couple I can turn a blind eye to but nine makes me want to scratch out all those adam’s apples and thoroughly kick them in their balls or even where their balls once were.
I could stop writing now and go numb my brain with netflix but I’m angry on behalf of my daughter, for everyone’s daughters. For us older invisible women who remember so much. How lovely to flounce around in a dress and apply perfect makeup. To be awarded for ‘bravely’ facing a world as what you believe you are.
Without having to undergo the serious physical real women things:
The monthly menstrual cycle for forty years. The pain, the hormones, the mess, the expense, the hassle and the flooded clothing at all the most inconvenient of times. The total onus on a woman for contraception, termination or pregnancy. The life changing pain of miscarriage or loss of a baby. The sliced open stomach or the ripped fanny. The breast feeding pressure, the sleep deprivation or the feeling you’re going fucking mad with hormones. The menopause, the weight gain, the hot sweats, the itchy skin, the suicidal hormones. The invisibility of age as your the skin wrinkles and your tits sag.
But mainly and absolutely no disrespect towards women who cannot or choose not to: The nine months of growing a life inside them, the only way so far the human race can reproduce.
These men think they are women? How fucking dare you. I know you dare because you’re fucking men. A woman wouldn’t have the audacity.
I hope like like Bud Light this magazine goes to the dogs. Just like these men dressed as women are.
