Disguises and prettiness

On her journey across Australia with four camels and a dog, Robyn Davidson enjoyed freedom from “the perverted crippling insanity” of “social graces and female modesty.”

Davidson wrote in her book Tracks, “I probably looked like a senile old derelict, in fact, with my over-large sandals, filthy baggy trousers, my torn shirt, my calloused hands and feet, and my dirt-smeared face. I liked myself this way; it was such a relief to be free of disguises and prettiness and attractiveness.”

Sometimes when I need inspiration, I return to a book I’ve already read—one about a Resolute Woman, of course.

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