Brave

by Rose McGowan

And then I started to think about what I was going to wear in regard to how Hollywood and mainstream media would perceive me; I thought: You know what? Fuck you. You want to objectify me? You want to see a body? This is what you want? All you media men, all you photographers, you vultures, this is what you want to see? I’ll fucking show you a body. And so I did.

Wearing the “naked dress,” as I call it, was a big middle finger to pretty much everybody. It was a reclamation of my own body after my assault. I wanted to challenge the media to see how they would deal with it. You want me to be your show pony, I’ll be your show pony.