Roller derby. It’s rough, brutal and entirely entertaining. The women playing are not professional athletes, but rather women who I work with or who run the cash register at my favorite store. Though I have great respect for the sport, I have difficulty reconciling my feminist beliefs with it. Most of the players, though not all, are usually half clothed and opt to wear hot shorts that are glorified undies. Inside, I know I should be outraged but I’m not.
While I don’t necessarily think feminism and roller derby are philosophically connected, I struggle with my beliefs at matches. After all, no one is forcing me to be there. The truth is, I find the sport to be exciting, competitive and down to earth. The fact that the girls are half dressed is an after thought to me. All this has me thinking: Do I put my beliefs on hold because it’s convenient?
I’ve said before that my feminist beliefs aren’t innately connected to what I choose to wear. So, why then should I judge other women by what they put on? Maybe herein my problem lies. Mainstream feminist beliefs often propose that what we wear represents who we are, which I do not agree with. Certainly our personal choices are no doubt political and public, but I’d like to think my life’s choices extend deeper than a cut of a shirt.
The more I contemplate my own feminism, the more I realize that my beliefs must be tailored to me and not dictated by social pressures to accept certain philosophies just because they are mainstream. Most don’t consider feminism as mainstream, but with any subset, there are always rules. Rules that were meant to be broken.
What I Wore
Shirt: Express Camisole with Mossimo Target Top
Shoes: B.O.C. from T.J. Maxx