This Atlantic article, which takes a stratified look at how women's clothing ignites public judgment in various cities and contexts—including bikini-clad Olympians heralded for their glistening "otter bodies"—makes for engrossing lunchtime reading:

... the question of how women dress is as fraught as ever. At this Olympics, officials contemplated making women wear skirts for their inaugural appearance in boxing, purportedly so that they could be distinguished from men. (To which 17-year-old Claressa Shields of Flint, Michigan, memorably responded, "But we got different names! Women got breasts! We got butts! Can’t you tell which one is who?") On the other end of the spectrum, officials first denied a Saudi woman’s request to wear a hijab when competing in judo, then changed their minds.

What happens at the Olympics is just an echo of what happens on city streets around the globe, where women's everyday clothing can be just as contentious.

...Right here in my hometown of New York City, the DOT removed a bike lane through a mostly Hasidic neighborhood of Brooklyn after receiving complaints about “scantily clad” women on their bikes. Scantily clad, in this context, could mean sleeveless shirts, or shorts.

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