Skip cooking and the bikini operation and give yourself orgasms

Activity 1. Relaxation. Take a vacation. Really. If you're going with someone, especially if it's your male partner and you've been mentally overwhelmed for the past few months because he's been playing dumb and Finnish and you've put everything on your shoulders, dedicate yourself to supervising where you're going, period. And if you don't like the suggestion, stare at him, say, "I don't like it, I want to go to such and such a place, look it up, and tell me."

Activity 2. Inaction. Skip cooking. Buy prepared food. If you can afford it, go to restaurants. Or steal lunchboxes from the freezers of friends whose patriarchal mothers occasionally provide for them. Not from your female friends, they're in the same situation as you.

Activity 3. Fix your gaze. When someone talks to you about the bikini operation, stare at them and let them know that your daughter has overcome bulimia. And if she says, "Oh, sorry, I'm sorry," you tell her you're more so. Or you can also look her straight in the eyes and remind her that eating disorder cases rose by 61% after the pandemic. And that you're a nudist. You don't need a bikini operation.

Activity 4. Enjoy. Flirt as much as you want without thinking about whether you look lost. Look like it. Or completely ignore the idea of flirting if you're too lazy. Or if you just don't feel like it. It's all very well to take sex vacations with other people, but don't forget about yourself. Orgasms with yourself when you have time are one of the best experiences you can have on vacation. Look yourself straight in the eyes and go for it.

Necessary materials. Don't forget to buy ten boxes of earplugs and put one in each bag you have: the blue leather one, the beach basket, the mini bag for concerts and festivals, the tote bag that makes you look cultured and modern, the cooler backpack for spending the day naked in a cove, the yellow bag, and the brown one, and all the rest. You never know when a sexist comment might land on you that will ruin your day ("Girl, don't get nervous, I was just trying to be nice," which is a phrase we hear for countless reasons and that infuriates us to no end). Normally, you'd respond, but you're on vacation and it's not worth it for some random Antonio to raise your cortisol levels. Stare at him and put your earplugs in so you don't hear him. Turn away. Forget it. He doesn't exist anymore. Magic!

Oh. And spread this article among your feminist friends.