Category: Story

Sara’s Story: Her glasses are not up for comment

I was leaving the west village to meet my boyfriend, after having worked a long shift at the west village restaurant I’ve worked at for the past two years. I was wearing jeans, boots, a hoodie with the hood up and my glasses were on. I think I put the hoodie on because it was … Continued

HOLLA ON THE GO: Harassment in Venezuela

I live in Caracas Venezuela, i see and experienced this type of verbal herrasment every day in the street, the first time was on the subway that some ramdom guy told me to smile, i was so mad [got_back]

Colleen’s Story: Creeped on in transit

This is not that recent, but I’d like to share. I was 33 and minding my own business on an airplane. The guy next to me started chatting me up and telling me what he did for a living (military, arms development). I played along because I didn’t want to be rude. I thought, “Well, … Continued

Linda’s Story: “I still get chills”

I’m so glad you guys exist. When I was 13, I accidentally strayed away from my parents as we were walking in Manhattan one Sunday afternoon when a tall man cat called me saying, “hey baby.” It was the most scary, uncomfortable and traumatizing experience of my adolescence. I quickly ran away from the man … Continued

Georgia’s Story: “I can’t stay quiet anymore”

I can’t even recall all the things I’ve heard, street harassment is real everywhere in the world, but it seems to be taken to a whole new level when we are talking about Brazil. Since it is a country that is pretty much in summer all year long women tend to wear shorts and tank … Continued

Dee’s Story: A few experiences

There are too many, sadly, to report here but I’ll relay few of them: There was one good ol’ boy who was somehow in LA and when I walked by said “Mmmmmm, I’d LOVE to have you between my sheets!” One old man asked me “Would you be willing to model nude for me?” An … Continued

Carol’s Story: Finding her way to take control

In my 20’s and 30’s I was regularly subjected to verbal harassment on the street, inside shopping malls, and basically in public places. Eventually I carried what appeared to be small business cards (which I bought at a NOW convention). I would turn and smile at the harasser and give him a card, which he … Continued