Ayesha Curry, Golden State Warriors superstar Stephen Curry’s wife, was dunked in scalding hot water Saturday night after tweeting controversial comments regarding women’s fashion and clothing as it pertains to male attention.
While flipping through lifestyle magazines, the 26-year-old wife and mother of two was inspired to say that when it comes to style she would take “classy over trendy any day,” opting to dress more modestly in public and save the “good stuff” for her husband.
Of course Twitter, being the “clap back” community that it is, immediately voiced its displeasure, placing Curry’s tweets under an ever-broadening canopy of political correctness and shouting feminism in the process.
At least the conversation was multi-sided, as others quickly came to Curry’s defense, noting that she is not the only woman to carry the same perspective.
However, what started as just another argumentative chat about modesty quickly turned into a superficial exchange concerning “wifey material” and slut shaming as men started to weigh in.
Personally, I believe Curry was simply expressing her personal preferences. But what proves more telling about the entire situation is how so many consider women to fall into merely two categories, while men are credited to thousands of different archetypes.
As humans, we spend exponential amounts of time judging people and making labels. I get it. But this ancient “good girl” “bad girl” sorting hat we pull out whenever and wherever convenient is an outdated practice constantly oversimplifying the female experience.
Quite frankly, the notion that a woman who would rather sport a fitted crop top than a roomy cardigan is somehow less suitable for long-term commitment is, shall I say, garbage. The girl in a Christmas sweater is just as capable of cheating, of leaving, of mistreating and of deceiving as the girl baring a deep-V neckline.
And what it means to be a woman of social morality lies beyond just singlehood. It is prevalent among marriage as well, when the only opinion that should matter is that of your life partner. Why is it that Scandal‘s Scott Foley, a married man with two kids, can randomly pose shirtless on a bed with puppies for the world and never have the words “husband material” come up in conversation.
Yet, a woman of the same domestic status cannot post a sexy selfie on Instagram without being barricaded by people who question what kind of wife, mother and daughter she is? How does a woman’s desire to showcase her allure directly correlate to her ability to make a mean pot roast or pick up her children from daycare on time?
Now, I love Foley, puppies and beds. But if a woman did the same thing, idiot internet trolls would have attributed her photos to an overly sexed transgression aimed towards glamorizing bestiality or something just as crazy.
Women need to feel like women just as much as men need to feel like men. So when a girl walks outside with smoky eye makeup and a little black dress, you should never assume that she is worthy of your Saturday nights, but no good for your Sunday mornings. Just consider her liking for trendy attire the equivalent of a man who is really into hunting deer, or whatever men like to do to feel cool.
And if you are the type of person that would so ignorantly dictate what “type” of woman a female is based on how many inches above the knee her skirt falls or how little wide her tank top straps, then maybe you should start thinking about exactly what kind of useless material you are made of.