Something to confuse the feminist in me

The other day I was riding my bike through Florence and a decent looking man who was cycling towards me said Che topa in my direction as he passed. (Loosely translated: “What an attractive woman.” Ahem.) 

And I must sheepishly admit that it felt rather good. It’s been a few years since I’ve been hollered at on the street here. And while that has also been liberating in many ways, let’s just say being a new mum doesn’t generally make you feel very sexy.