Here’s my pointless post-shower ass for you. I went to the g..

Here’s my pointless post-shower ass for you. I went to the gym today, had a great workout, but something seriously irritated me. As I was getting ready to leave, I crossed paths in the locker room with a girl, probably around 16–20 years old. She had just arrived and was wearing a short fur jacket, even though it was freezing and snowing outside.

She started changing, and normally, I wouldn’t care, but, guys, the way she acted was just infuriating. She was extremely skinny—arms like twigs, a wide bony pelvis, and long, thin legs. Basically, typical very skinny due to malnourishment figure. She put on light gray leggings that clung uncomfortably tight right into her bony butt, paired with a cropped top, then tied her hair up in a high ponytail—perfectly clean, straightened hair, by the way. Her face was done up with heavy “natural” makeup, including thick false lashes, and she put on large, expensive white headphones, the kind that clearly aren’t gym-friendly—they’d get gross and sweaty in seconds.

Then, for what felt like five minutes, she stood in front of the mirror adjusting her headphones and her hair, occasionally taking selfies. But, God, the absolute worst part was how she walked—arching her lower back as far as possible and sticking out her bony butt as if it were some kind of muscular masterpiece. You could tell she didn’t actually have lordosis because every so often she’d forget to maintain the pose. And her face—ugh, that exaggerated, performative, fake-supermodel expression.

The thing is, a lot of men are into this type of girl. They mistake this whole absurd performance for elegance, femininity, and sophistication. It’s like the female equivalent of a “bad boy”—where women mistake idiocy and rudeness for masculinity.

Later, as I was leaving the gym, I noticed her “running” on the elliptical, and calling it running would be generous. You know that meme with the aliens from Men in Black? Yeah, it was that.

I spent some time thinking about why this got under my skin so much. At first, I wondered if it was jealousy—because she’s skinny—but I ruled that out right away. I know plenty of girls at the gym who are leaner and more athletic than I am, and I only feel admiration for them. Then I remembered an old post I wrote about the kinds of women I can’t stand, and, yep, this is exactly it: women who go out of their way to conform to patriarchal standards.

These are the types who will swear up and down that stuffing their ass into leggings, contorting their spine, and caking on foundation at the gym is totally their choice and that they’re doing it to feel good about themselves. And, of course, the beauty industry—hiding behind a thin veneer of pseudo-feminism—will happily validate them while selling more foundation or gray leggings. And then, we’ll see more and more nine-year-old girls in tiny crop tops buying makeup because, hey, it’s all just self-expression, right? 🤡

Notice, I’m not saying they’re trying to appeal specifically to men. Surprisingly, I actually think men are people too and even capable of rational thought (shocking, I know). A mature man with his own needs fulfilled will naturally be attracted to a woman who respects herself—her boundaries, her body, and her time.

But the beauty industry, created by homosexual designers with an interest in prepubescent boys, plastic surgeons, cosmetic companies, and fitness brands, will do everything it can to ensure that people don’t respect themselves—and that they pay for it, too. Women, being a more socially vulnerable group, often fall victim to this trap. And so, striving to conform to something that has neither purpose nor meaning starts to feel more important than simply being.