I rediscovered how lucky I am to be a woman today.
This morning, it was very cold outside, but all of my warm dresses were over at my friend's house because I am moving in with her for a few months. I did not expect it to be so cold when I planned my outfits for the week.
But I woke up, shaved my legs, arms, armpits... put on the thickest of the three dresses I had left hanging in my closet. A nice gray Patagonia number that's interestingly and intentionally much longer in the front and back than it is on the sides. It's got a very wide belt of the same material as the dress. A scoopneck on a string that ties in the back, sleeveless.
I have a very nice floor length wool coat. It's lined in satin. It's grey and has faux fur on the cuffs and edges of the ample hood. It's much longer than the dress.
Cold as it was, though, at around 10am, I bugged my best coworker to go take a walk with me outside in the cold. I had gotten used to not having to sit at a desk all day over the holiday. So we went outside and the cold air immediately cooled the lining of the coat.
As we walked, she talked but all I could think about was how nice it was to feel the cold satin and the warm cotton contrasting in sensation on my bare, shaved legs. Not for the first time in my life, I realized that this is a sensation that most men would never feel, and I focused on the feelings, and cherished them, knowing that this is something sacred and rare to some people, and that most women take it and many other things for granted. I won't again.
Just wanted to share.