I have a confession. The word huntress annoys me. There I said it. Now before I ruffle any feathers, please understand that there are many women hunters whom I'm friends with and truly respect who gladly claim the newly marketed term. I mean no disrespect to them. It is their prerogative to do so. However, I just can't seem to wholeheartedly embrace it.
I've been trying to justify in my head the reasons why I
Maybe it's the idea of being put into a box. Or the automatic association with the color pink that seems to come with it, which honestly is probably what annoys me most... Oh you hunt? And you're a girl? That's awesome. You probably want all of your gear sprinkled with the color pink and to be called a huntress. Um. No.
What exactly is a Huntress anyway? A princess turned hunter? Okay - that's not really fair... I apologize to all the princess hunters out there. But seriously, why do I need a special word to describe me as a female hunter? Doesn't the word "hunter" serve the purpose well? I'm so confused.
Here's the deal. I honestly like being a girl. I rejoice in the unique differences between men and women. There is an unique purpose and value in these differences. I'm not on the soapbox of equality in all things pertaining to gender, because I have no qualms with the idea that men can do some things better than women and vice versa. In fact I'm pretty old school in this way of thinking, but that is a whole other blog post. I do think there is a difference between equality in position and equality in worth, e.g., we are all equal in value. Big difference.
Okay... now that the ground work is laid, I can move on. So maybe "huntress" is just a fun catchy term to describe the female hunter. I'll admit - it's cute. I'll even concede that searching with #huntress on twitter is a great way to find fellow female hunters. However, I also have no issues with the word "hunter." Yah, it may be considered a more male-like term. But so what? I'm a female who hunts and I don't have a problem with being coined as a hunter. I'm comfortable with going from heels at the office to camouflage in the field. If you can't tell that I'm a woman when I don my face paint and camouflage, who cares. I'm not out to impress anyone, or prove my feminine hunting skills. I just want to have fun and hunt.
So what does this picky gal want? It's simple. I want hunting clothes that fit my body with options that don't always include a pink narrative. I want to be respected as a hunter, because she carries her weight by helping to haul an elk off the mountain and is welcomed around the campfire. I don't want advantages simply because I'm a girl, but want to still be acknowledged as a lady, standing back in order to allow a gentleman to open the door if the opportunity arises. (Of course... if he can see past the non-pink camouflage, recognizing I'm a girl.) I want to take part in the thrill of the hunt, and rejoice with the team at the end of the day. Oh, and I want my husband to rub my feet after a hard hunt, because I may be wearing heels to the office tomorrow. Is that too much to ask?
I'm off to paint my fingernails a fun shade of teal, hang up my princess tiara next to my bow, and wash off my cynical non-girly face paint. Don't judge.
P.s. I'd love to know your thoughts! Have I fallen off my rocker? Girls, do you like being classified as a huntress? Do you care? Should I cave and go with the flow? Guys, does the word bother you? Why? Let me know what you think. I really want to know! Maybe I'm the only one that feels this way!