Life's all about choices and the choice should be yours

I knew she was a beautiful and curvaceous woman with a wonderfully-shaped bald head, and I knew this because she happened to be Kanye West's ex.

Gossip columns and fashion mags often splash her across their pages, wearing a 'plunging' this or a 'revealing' that. In fact, I'm just off to Google who she actually is, bear with me. . .

. . .OK so from what I can tell she's a model. And rightly so – the girl is gorgeous. But it's important to point out here that my views on her beauty are completely and utterly irrelevant, because she doesn't exist for my pleasure or anyone else's. But we can get on to that in a minute, as there are more important things about Amber Rose to discuss.

She blew me away this week with the release of a new video entitled Walk Of No Shame – a cheeky elbow in the ribs of the colloquialism 'walk of shame'. If you don't know what a walk of shame is then YOU'VE NEVER LIVED, READER!

I'm only semi-joking. . .

The walk of shame is the act of leaving someone's house in the morning wearing the clothes you wore the night before. It's a regular Saturday morning sight in any student city, revellers sneaking back to their houses, looking a little shifty.

For guys, it's not really a big deal. In their shirts and jeans, it's not so obvious. But for girls that get dolled up in a full face of slap, little dress and towering heels – it's more obvious that you probably had sex. DUN DUN DUN! What fresh horror!

In the new Funny or Die video, Amber leaves a man's house and walks down the street barefoot with her heels in hand to the happy comments of passers-by. "Say, it looks to me like you had sex last night!" smiles the milkman. Amber beams as an older lady says: "Nothing I haven't done!" while a construction worker shouts encouragingly: "I respect that you enjoyed yourself last night!"

The sugary sweetness of people celebrating her happiness is eerie mainly because of how far away from a real life reaction it is. At the end of the clip, her video co-star, Orange Is The New Black's Matt McGorry, runs behind her to ask why she hadn't left her number. She implies that she has no intention to see him again, that the night was just a casual thing, and walks away without a second glance.

I know. She's a slut, right? What a hussy, walking down the street with her shoes like some kind of tart. What does she think she's doing having casual sex with a man and not following it up with a mortgage, marriage and kids? What kind of person gets their boobs and legs out like that, wearing a dress that clings to every inch of her peachy bum? Who wants to see that?

And reader, I'll level with you: I do. To me, there is nothing more refreshing than seeing a person loving their life, loving themselves and celebrating their body, choices and sexual freedom. I understand that each person handles their business how they want to, and for some women, it's important to cover-up, exposing their soft curves, lovely bums and exquisite bangers only to their one true love. After marriage. And that's fine – it's their choice to act however they wish and that's exactly the point.

The video was a great way for Amber to share her feelings on slut-shaming; the condemnation of ladies based on their sex life and relationship choices. It's only an issue, because so many men in a similar situation are not tarred with the same brush. In many social situations, a guy that has tallied up a sexcount of 100 (yes, I just invented 'sexcount') is less likely to be criticised for it than a woman who says the same. Men are studs and girls are sluts – it's a widely acknowledged thing.

Though I didn't know who she was before now, Amber Rose carrying such an important message to the masses is a crucial move. The young girls that look up to her (she has over three million Twitter followers) are being taught a valuable lesson – one of self appreciation, empowerment and self control.

If you decide to sleep with someone, it has to be your own choice. If you want to share pictures of your voluminous cleavage on Instagram, do so on your own terms. When you allow someone the pleasure of kissing you, do it because you want to. Be your own master, and make your own decisions. Maybe your own choice is to never wear any skirts above the knee, or to cover your hair with a scarf – it doesn't matter as long as you're doing so because it is your life decision, not because that's what society is requesting from you.

I have this friend, a retired adult performer who I really admire. She's a dearly cherished wife, a beloved aunt, a great intellectual chat, a dedicated charity fundraiser, and someone that just happens to occasionally take her clothes off for work and gaining thousands of followers keen to tell her how beautiful she is. I am envious of the way that she handles herself, and of the firm grasp she has on the throat of her life. She shouts loudly for women's rights, and being someone that has worked in an industry like the one she did, it's so important that she does. Yes, she might have fulfilled the fantasies of thousands of men in her career, but she has done so because it was her choice. You have to respect someone like that.

The sad thing is, I have written articles on the objectification of women before (remember when Jennifer Lawrence had her naked selfies stolen?) and some readers criticised my decision. Apparently, wanting men and women to have the same social allowances makes me an annoying person, one of those feminists. A feminazi.

Well, to those people I say this: I am a young woman who has just written about celebrating sexuality and got paid for the privilege. I celebrated 'exquisite bangers', wrote about bums and casual sex and invented the term sexcount. As a free-thinking woman I made my decision, saw it through and now here it is. If you hate that, then it's not me you need to be upset with – it's yourself.