I swear Seoul, South Korea is the safest place on the entire planet. Where else can you walk through an alleyway in a miniskirt at 4 AM and receive ZERO catcalls? I’ve gotten catcalls in Fargo wearing nothing more revealing than jeans and a t-shirt.
Kinda destroys your whole “her clothes were provoking him” argument. There appears to be no rape culture here. It’s very freaking relaxing.
What isn’t very relaxing is feeling like I always have to be dressed like a fashionable human being. I can no longer dress like a complete slob. I felt way too out of place today on the subway. Then again, I also feel much too fat to dress like the average woman here… Tomorrow I’m going to the rich people district (The one Psy sang about in Gangnam Style).
This song is the most relaxing thing I’ve ever heard, and that’s about enough hyperbole for the day. Goodnight.