On the weekend I read this excellent post on Vulture about how famous female characters were described in their screenplays. It really opened my eyes to the fact that so often women are described based on where they fall on the beauty scale. And this is not limited to screenplays in any way. (more…)
The #MeToo and #TimesUp movements have brought to light the extent to which women are harassed every day. And wherever a discussion about sexual harassment takes place, you can be guaranteed that some men will show up, angry at these accusations. Or lamenting how hard they have it and how male suicide is such an issue. And there definitely are problems with the way men are being raised. It all comes down to toxic masculinity. (more…)
I like to think of myself as a confident woman. I don’t lack the confidence to wear whatever clothes I like, or to speak my mind, especially on my blog. But since I have become more enlightened in a feminist way, I realise how much I still conform to society’s norms of women being compliant and non-demanding. (more…)
I never learn. I seem to always sign up for things even though I am already so overworked I can hardly keep up with the things I have on my plate currently. Which is why I am relieved and happy that I was voted out of the Smut Marathon in the second round. Despite the assignments being small in terms of word count, they took up a disproportionate amount of my time and energy. (more…)
Today is International Women’s Day and I want to take this opportunity to celebrate women. Women are amazing and I truly feel that times are changing and we are getting closer to obtaining equal rights. (more…)
I understand why some women need bras. If you are a larger breasted lady, then you may need the support of a bra to help your back and to keep the beauties in place. Even my smaller breasts need some support every now and then, particular those rare instances where I actually work out. (more…)
The Golden Globes. Women wearing black in protest against sexual harassment. Men wearing pins in solidarity reading “Time’s Up”. Great signs that the tide is finally turning, right? (more…)
I am exhausted.
I am exhausted of hearing so many accusations of sexual assault.
I am exhausted of needing to relive the worst moments of my life for the #MeToo campaign just so that men believe this is an epidemic.
I am exhausted of men judging us for having kept silent about sexual harassment for so long.
I am exhausted of men questioning my experience as a woman.
I am exhausted of women questioning my experience as a woman.
I am exhausted. Aren’t you? (more…)
A while ago I was sat on the couch, reading a book, minding my own business. My 8 year old son sat next to me, poked me in the stomach and said, ‘You need to lose weight, you are fat.’
I was aghast. Aside from the fact that, while I have gained a bit more weight in the last year, I am by no means fat, it’s not his place to say I need to lose weight. And so I told him that he was being judgemental and I didn’t need to lose weight.
I love wearing high heels. Not so much when I am out and about shopping, for example, or walking home, but when I am in the office or the rare occasion I am going out, I like to put on a high, preferably strappy, heel. I love the way heels give me confidence and I love how much taller I am in them (I am a shorty without heels). My manager, who prefers practical, low heeled shoes, once commented on my choice of footwear.
‘I would never wear heels like that in the office,’ she said. ‘There is just no one at work I feel the need to impress.’ (more…)