The first time I saw Madonna’s “Justify My Love” music video, I was only about 6 or 7 years old. It was playing on a late night music video show on MTV, and because I always had minimal supervision, I saw the whole music video without interruption, or fear of my parents finding out. I watched in awe and discomfort, instantly intrigued by the vivid images and movements between Madonna and the dancers, caressing and groping each other in each scene. I was too young to understand the complexity of these images, but looking back on this memory, I know that particular moment was the first time I became sexually excited.
I swear there’s a cat gif at the end of this.
I wish I could say that I was bold enough to be that feminist who doesn’t give a damn what people think. I wish I could be that proud woman who wears exactly what she wants, no matter how society says she looks, who ignores the stares or the raised eyebrows. I wish I could stop imagining the judgmental glances where there are none. Is the secure, confident, wear-whatever-you-want feminist just a myth of popular blogs, zines, and Tumblr? Read More Feminist Insecurities: Style Edition
In recent celebrity feud news, Taylor Swift is out for the blood of feminist heroes Amy Poehler and Tina Fey and is invoking the tenets of feminism to do so. So who’s really in the wrong here? Read More The Complexities of Feminism: Taylor Swift, Amy Poehler, and Tina Fey
Nothing quite raises my hackles like lazy journalism, and this week, I’m certainly not alone. Two different writers, Roxane Gay and Dustin Rowles, take on the body-shaming rampant in the media’s reaction to the film Identity Thief and the TV show Girls.
Last week, Disney announced the arrival of a new princess. A Latina princess. Sounds fantastic, right? Unfortunately, this has been just one more case of capitalist selfishness trying to edge into a vulnerable market, because Princess Sofia is everything I never wanted in my Latina princess. Read More Disney’s Latina Princess Sofia Isn’t So Latina After All
Our world has come to this: I’ve actually started to judge, in part, the merit of a work on whether it includes a rape scene. What the hell, popular media? [TRIGGER WARNING for discussion of sexual violence.]
I don’t know if anyone’s noticed, but summer is here! That blazing heat and shining sun can only mean that summer is in progress (unless you’re in Texas, where such whether can occur from March to December). And for the womenfolk, summer means a barrage of bikini sales advertisements and all their accompanying propaganda! Read More Screw Your Swimsuit Standards