“I am sick of the opposition trying to make me choose between being sexual and serious; and I am sick of being split the same way by victim feminism. I want to be a serious thinker and not have to hide the fact that I have breasts; I want female sexuality to accompany, rather than undermine, female political power.”
- Naomi Wolf
Bang!
Wow.
Growing up, I fell into the trap of thinking of sexiness and smartness as polar opposites.
It’s not a question of “Smart is Sexy” (which I perceived to have a however slight overtone of defensiveness: that Smart was generally regarded as Not Sexy and therefore needed a fan base of its own).
My argument is that smart and sexy can (should!) co-exist, without having to make or substitute for one another.
The difference is akin to saying two people are two halves of a whole, versus that they are individuals in their own right, and have found that they are better together.
The smart and sexy tend to keep in their closet their smart side for fear of being less sexy; there are many who are intimidated by looks and brains in the same package.
The neither smart nor sexy always seem to think they are both.
Blessed are those who possess and embrace these qualities for it makes them even sexier.