In December 2015, Ayesha Curry was fresh off the woes of the birth of her second child, Ryan, and in the mood to tweet. Given the average weight that you gain during pregnancy and how long they say it takes to lose this "baby" weight, it's fair to assume she was operating on little sleep, dealing with the emotional rollercoaster that (I hear) is motherhood, and not completely happy with her body.
So, at almost 10 pm, presumably laying in bed, after scrolling on IG seeing tons of scantily-clad hot women in her feed, she tweeted this.
And then this.
That, as Fader so adeptly stated, "set Twitter ablaze".
People had many things to say about her opinion and how it connected to the concepts of feminism, modesty, and of course, slut-shaming. Was Ayesha expressing her style preferences or was she slut-shaming? The subtext seemed to be if you post photos showing skin, you're giving all the goodies to the world and leaving nothing special for "your man". That if you are covered up you are considered classy and if you post for the gram stunting in your bathing suit, that is ratchet or ho behavior.
Mmmm. Modern classy feminist or judgey wudgey? Up for debate.
Now, Now Ayesha, I can see your bralette. Tsk Tsk.
Then, a few years later, our madam of modesty went on Jada Pinkett's Red Table Talk and said something surprising:
"Something that really bothers me, and honestly has given me a sense of a little bit of an insecurity, is the fact that yeah, there are all these women, like, throwing themselves [at him], but me, like, the past 10 years, I don't have any of that," she said on the show.. "I have zero — this sounds weird — but, like, male attention, and so then I begin to internalize it, and I'm like, 'Is something wrong with me?'"
Wait, you mean the wife of the greatest shooter in NBA history thinks she's should get the same level of attention from the opposite sex as her husband? The same wife that promotes "classy over ass-ey"? The same woman that went on a rant about how her body was for her man and no one else?
Noooooo, couldn't be.
I'm aware the whole thing is DRIPPING with irony and Twitter peeped that as well.
But yesterday, our little caterpillar of class showed off that she has morphed into a full thirst trap butterfly seemingly overnight -- or over the course of quarantine.
She's down 35 pounds since having her third baby and took to social media to show off her new physique for the world (leaving none of the good stuff for Steph).
"Took Me Long Enough" the caption says.
Yep. It did. It took you long enough to change your mind and pull a full 180. It took you long enough to realize if you want some male attention, rocking J Crew (RIP J Crew) burkas might not be a formula for success.
And it didn't take social media to roast her for it.
And you know what? That is OK. Deciding to show off what you've worked hard to build, shed, achieve is OK. Covering it up with a Positive Vibes Only hoodie is also OK.
What isn't OK is projecting your beliefs onto others and making assertions and judgments about their character, based solely on what they decide to drape (or not drape) their body in.
Let me say, Ayesha looks BANGING. Clearly she's made a transformation and for that I applaud her. But the applause would be MUCH MUCH louder if she hadn't done such an abrupt turn about.
Listen -- everyone wants to feel desired by the opposite sex. But Ayesha is a prime example of expressing that desire in a negative way. And who knows? Now that she's full-fledged thirst trapping, maybe those boys with the bangin' bods now will be blowing up her DMs.