When I was 19 and in my second year of college in New York, I was hell bent on having full financial independence as quickly as possible. I found myself perusing Craigslist for odd jobs and modeling gigs, and a vaguely-worded listing with a pay rate of $80/hour caught my attention.
Well, I’m just going to come right out and say it. According to the creepy (and confidential) excel spreadsheet I keep that documents my sex life, I have slept with 99 people. The vast majority of these people (let’s call it 97%) were men.
I love a good, trashy one-word insult as much as the next person. But sometimes, it reaches a point where the line between an intended generic insult actually carries undertones of sexism and a preservation of negative gender norms.