I am a card-carrying member of the ACLU. Here I am, carrying (or I guess to be entirely accurate, holding) my ACLU card:
I've been talking to the ACLU about doing some writing for their blog, and tonight I met with a friend - we'll call him David - to brainstorm about possible topics. When he asked me which civil rights violation really got under my skin, I told him that I am deeply troubled by the fact that there are some women in America who don't even OWN a DVF. A clear violation of their right to feel beautiful.
I spent a good twenty minutes describing to him, in detail, why every woman should own a DVF. Do I even need to tell you what came next?
To no one's surprise, "David" got hooked on the DVF. I practically had to rip it off him. He was worse than that baby from Day Seventeen!
Until we live in a country where every woman owns a DVF, and where men can be photographed in a simple yet elegant wrap dress without requesting that their faces be blurred out....well, the ACLU's work is far from over. And I will continue to fight the good fight.
DVFs for everyone!