It doesn't matter what you look like: Walking, riding, standing, or existing in New York City while female (or gender nonconforming) is bound to get you unwanted attention. Whether it's that dude smirking at you on the subway or a drunk person shouting "faggot priest!" in your face (true story, happened to me this week), living here means accepting the fact that your personal appearance will be scrutinized and vocally critiqued, maybe even on a daily basis.
From left: Maliha Ahmad, Joliana Hunter, and Jade Gardner hold signs for un'ruly's social experiment.
On top of that, black women also have to deal with a pervasive, often invasive fascination with their hair. "Are we so different that touching us is as intriguing as touching a snake? Is our hair taboo?" Antonia Opiah asked in a Huffington Post op-ed last month about white people's embarrassing tendency to pet African hair like a curious baby grabbing at cat fur.