A Woman Is Never Right

If I’m pretty, I’m stared at. If I’m ugly, I’m stared at. If I’m neither, I’m stared at. If I’m pretty, I should probably have worn clothes that don’t add on to my overpowering attractiveness. I should have been demure, and apologetic and hidden myself away in loose robes. Can’t complain if a few men stare, it’s my fault for being too pretty. If I’m ugly, how can a female even be that grotesque?