If you met me with no makeup, in my sweatpants, with my short haircut, you might be like, ‘Aw, this girl is very clearly a caricature and archetype of the modern feminist.’ If you met me in a dress with my push-up bra and full face of makeup, you’d have another mockery to make of me. To me, the root of feminism, which often gets misinterpreted and miscommunicated, is about letting women do whatever the fuck they want to do. If that means buying makeup, it means buying makeup. If that means getting plastic surgery, it means getting plastic surgery. The point is to let me make those decisions. Let me decide if I want to be one or the other.