So I’m a yoga instructor. So that means I’m walking around the city, in my yoga gear. You know what that entails. Tight yoga pants, sports bra, etc…
Normally, most women don’t like cat calling. But I do, I love the attention. It doesn’t need to be a blatant whistle or a screaming “Hey baby”. It could be a stare or a smirk. In any case, I love it all. It’s a very subtle way of being sexualized, objectified, marginalized. Society’s way of domination and submission, without any physical contact.
I’ll even try to encourage it. Wear 6 inch stilettos with my yoga pants? Take my coat off and have my nipples poke through? Walk extra slow and cross the street so more people can see me? It doesn’t have to be my yoga stuff, I could be wearing a cute sundress with no bra and my top unbuttoned. A short skirt, that barely covers my ass, with a tiny thong. All in good fun, so long as my personal space isn’t invaded.