As someone who is open to discussing sex, I’ve often been approached on the assumption that I have a casual attitude toward it.
Let me make this clear, women don’t send invitations for objectification. I think it’s time we recognise exactly what we’re aiming at each other.
Despite our period’s push to education, it seems we’re stuck on an old societal pivot. Bloody gore is fine, as long as it doesn’t come from a woman.
Some in the world of glitter pop culture are attempting to take back on control of something inherently problematic. Themselves.
Perhaps due to the wealth of information available on the subject, my generation struggles with the concept of casual sex. Maybe we’re overthinking it.
In an age where we overanalyse art (and those who created it) to death, poetry is a singular force. It is what it is and forever has value because of it.
Everyone agrees, 2017 wasn’t a very good year. But, as far as my mental wellbeing goes, it has been important, and there has been great progress.
The lesson that some have taken from “Cat person” is that it represents the sexual power that women exercise over men, unfortunately, the opposite is always true.
The current rhetoric of long-buried sexual abuses toward women being outed is important, but our focus remains on the wrong party.
After a makeup company partnered with the Star Wars brand, there was resistance. Why? We’re just finally getting our unique shade of fandom. Embrace it.
The vociferous complaint aimed at the latest Star Wars trailer has prompted me to write this. No-one cares about your criticism, just shut up and enjoy it.
The standard equation that we women are told is: If you love our body we should buy x to take care of it. But I’m wondering why we can’t break the cycle of tying body positivity with retail excess.
As I personally discovered, the two worlds of mental health and the church often remain alien to each other.
While we celebrate the output the fundamentally unwell artist creates, we often ignore the conditions they suffer under; because art.
My digestion of the coverage of Hurricane Harvey highlighted something galling. The gale forced empathy beaming from those who report on it is clear to see.
As men step closer to progressivism toward women, my experience is that some mistake that as entitlement. While I might agree with your views, that doesn’t mean I owe you anything.
As we look at the abyss of modern day politics and quietly weep, as we look to take a break, let us note our privilege of being able to take that easy way out.
Despite the aesthetic push to a more feminist tone of advertising, the message remains the same. We should find a man, and do it now.
As a woman, we get told vastly contradicting statements. We’re asked to own the ‘no-make up’ look, while society tells us otherwise.
There’s a feeling, generally accepted that social media, by its very nature is devoid of authenticity. However, if we look deeper, it’s merely the latest conduit of our ancient needs as a species.