“I asked all of the gay male students in the room to raise their hand if in the past week they touched a woman’s body without her consent. After a moment of hesitation, all of the hands of the gay men in the room went up. I then asked the same gay men to raise their hand if in the past week they offered a woman unsolicited advice about how to “improve” her body or her fashion. Once again, after a moment of hesitation, all of the hands in the room went up.

These questions came after a brief exploration of gay men’s relationship to American fashion and women’s bodies. That dialogue included recognizing that gay men in the United States are often hailed as the experts of women’s fashion and by proxy women’s bodies. In addition to this there is a dominant logic that suggests that because gay men have no conscious desire to be sexually intimate with women, our uninvited touching and groping (physical assault) is benign.”

Gay Men’s Sexism and Women’s Bodies by Yolo Akili (via plightofthepretty)

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I’m really happy I live in a world where this picture exists.

I’m really happy I live in a world where this picture exists.

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feministdisney:

ookay I know I’ve posted it before but I really, really recommend this video and I don’t recommend a lot of videos! I also reference this video like once a month so you might as well know what I’m talking about

“What this demonstrates, I think, is how impressionable and vulnerable we are in the face of a story, particularly as children.”

Chimamanda Adichi: The Danger of a Single Story

Novelist Chimamanda Adichie tells the story of how she found her authentic cultural voice — and warns that if we hear only a single story about another person or country, we risk a critical misunderstanding.

This was so wholly fascinating and important than I’m now forced to go look up Chimamanda Adichie’s books and buy them with money I don’t have.

danceadicklessjig:

If you ever wanted to learn all of England’s Kings and Queens… here you go

I’m only reblogging this so that  can continue watching it on repeat, as I have been doing for the past three days. It’s exam season, can you tell?

(via matildaimperatrix)

life:

Caption from LIFE. “Hungry at drugstore after a day’s work earning money for nursing school, Dorothy envies slim girl’s milkshake, orders lemonade without sugar for herself.”
See more photos from the March 1954 article, titled “The Plague of Overweight.”
(Martha Holmes—Time & Life Pictures/Getty Images)

That caption is a masterpiece and this whole thing is fucking fascinating.

life:

Caption from LIFE. “Hungry at drugstore after a day’s work earning money for nursing school, Dorothy envies slim girl’s milkshake, orders lemonade without sugar for herself.”

See more photos from the March 1954 article, titled “The Plague of Overweight.”

(Martha Holmes—Time & Life Pictures/Getty Images)

That caption is a masterpiece and this whole thing is fucking fascinating.

Stop telling women that we should find ourselves beautiful and that we should love ourselves when you are standing right there, judging us on how our knees look in short skirts and how prominent our boobs are in a sweater and how much makeup we are or are not wearing.

Instead of us working harder on “love your body” and “find your inner beauty”, the rest of the world should be working harder on “stop telling women their bodies are a shameful place to live but that if they’re strong enough, they will learn to embrace that shame.”

This is my body. It’s not “beautiful”. I don’t “love it”. I don’t have to. I don’t have to have any strong feelings about my body. And whatever feelings I do have are not somehow invalid if they’re not glowing reviews.

- Elyse Mofo, “Don’t Tell Me to Love My Body” (via nightrevelations)

(via stafeminists)

Celebrating the successes of my morning by buying Allison Weiss’ new album.

These successes include being up before 8am, showering, going to the library, buying a new travel cup, attending a dissertation lecture and handing in my last piece of coursework of the semester - and then returning home to find my super-organised, super-early-rising flatmate is still not up (because she was on shift until 2am last night BUT STILL).

If you too have minor successes to celebrate, Say What You Mean comes highly recommended as a method.

I hope Sarah gets up soon though, otherwise it rather puts a damper on my actually listening to the celebratory purchase.

“And my primary problem with this Dove ad is that it’s not really challenging the message like it makes us feel like it is. It doesn’t really tell us that the definition of beauty is broader than we have been trained to think it is, and it doesn’t really tell us that fitting inside that definition isn’t the most important thing. It doesn’t really push back against the constant objectification of women. All it’s really saying is that you’re actually not quite as far off from the narrow definition as you might think that you are (if you look like the featured women, I guess).”

I couldn’t agree more with this post about that Dove advert. Jazz makes some really excellent points about the representation of women of colour and other troubling aspects of this campaign.

(From “Why Dove’s “Real Beauty Sketches” Video Makes Me Uncomfortable… and Kind of Makes Me Angry”)

An abridged history of Western music in sixteen genres.

This. Is. The. Bomb.

“You don’t owe prettiness to anyone. Not to your boyfriend/spouse/partner, not to your co-workers, especially not to random men on the street. You don’t owe it to your mother, you don’t owe it to your children, you don’t owe it to civilization in general. Prettiness is not a rent you pay for occupying a space marked “female”.”

You don’t have to be pretty. (via colporteur)

(Source: fuckyeahfeminists, via colporteur)

dailybeatles:

Across The Universe - The Beatles

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