From the beginning of time till the continual ticking of the clock right now, purity has been praised for women. Eve from Genesis was most perfect and accepted when she was pure, figures like Desdemona in Othello charm historical timelines of a what desirable means. A virgin, spotless and innocent. White bedsheets as the backdrop. A budding rose. All images associated with a women, and purity. Any stepping outside of the purity border, for women, puts oneself in a position for shame and blame. A nasty girl, a bitch, a slut, a whore, a thot… words no longer foreign as they are so common now as we get older looking for exploration; yet at the same time told to contain ourselves. The uttered words “her skirt was too short, so that’s why” have been heard many times, prompting too many into thinking to hide would be easier. Purity is beautiful, and holds a space for the little girl inside of all of us, but the shame that comes with a women’s opposition of that is ruthless. Yet now, as girls around the world seem to bite back, claiming what is theirs, I see a glimmer of hope for the future. A time where the ideal of purity is not used as a oppressor for women’s actions. The opposite of purity is not indecent or impurity but instead a electrified women; a powerful women. A beautiful women.