Got cat called for the first time...

So I'm 19 and I've had this top for around two years. It's basically a bandeau with a lot of cleavage and very puffy sleeves and I love it. I've never had the chance to wear this top because I have very conservative parents and my suburban city isn't exactly the place for it, so it was just taking up space in my closet. But I went on a trip to the desert with my friend and I'm like "this is it! I'm FINALLY gonna wear the top!"

Yeah some creepy old guy fucking cat called on me immediately. I was bending down to tie my shoe and I heard a whistling behind me. I turn around and there's this old guy staring at me and driving by really slowly before he sped away.

Like greeeeeat, thaaaaanksss. You're the reason women don't feel safe and why we feel like we can't wear clothes that make us happy. Good job on ruining my vacation creepy old guy.