I thought about writing this post anonymously because I don’t want to labelled as the lamest person in Australia. But then I remembered that I spent last Saturday night eating cereal straight from the box while watching Cliffhanger in mismatched pyjamas, so that ship has obviously already sailed anyway.
You see, there’s this bar. A very trendy, ridiculousy hipster bar. It’s called Tio’s and it’s the kind of bar that people ride to on their vintage push-bikes. The kind of bar where all the men look like Ned Kelly and have ‘ironic’ tattoos.
All the women have slightly wavy bed-hair parted in the centre and you just know their Instagram feeds are filled with close-ups photos of a really kitschy teacups they found at Vinnie’s.
And the bartenders give out free popcorn. FREE POPCORN!
It’s the type of bar that would normally be right up my ally. Most of my friends go there all the time and they’ve invited me on numerous occasions. But up until a couple of days ago, I had refused to go.
Why? Get ready to roll your eyes and call me the worst kind of buzzkill…
I have been refusing to go to Tio’s on feminist grounds. I know. Ugh. I almost want to walk away from myself. But please keep reading! I promise I have a good reason: Tio’s offers a free drink to any woman who’s willing to take off her bra and let the staff keep it and display it behind the bar.
So… That’s a good reason to boycott. Right?
When I first heard about that policy, I swore off Tio’s immediately. Something about it just didn’t sit right with me. I don’t think it’s funny. I think it’s icky and a bit perverted. I also don’t like that there is no equivalent degrading offer for men (we all wear underpants, why don’t they ask us to remove our underpants? Underpants are equal opportunity garments).
But, it would appear I’m in the minority – since the bar at Tio’s is covered in women’s surrendered bras. Countless brassieres hang like trophies from the ceiling, so there are definitely a lot of women who don’t have a problem with scoring a free bevvie (although, unless it’s the best damn bevvie ever, I don’t really understand how the cost of the drink is worth the cost of the bra – those things ain’t cheap).