My grandmother was a slut and liked to brag about it. And she was one of my favorite people. Dress slutty, act slutty, or don’t. As long as you’re proud of who you are, and don’t judge others for not being you, then you’re cool.

Side note: I was so proud of the number of people at my grandmother’s funeral who told me that their first interaction with her was that she told them how to have an organ using the bubble jets in the community hot tub.