A lady’s secret weapon of choice? The almighty bitchface. Bring it. (Rookie)
Tavi writes about first encounters with feminine objectification for her new online magazine. (Rookie)
It’s hard to imagine a blogosphere without the voices of the many women who’ve made 21st century feminism what it is today. This means you! Take a stroll down memory lane with this chronology of feminist blogging, and also check out the must-read list of the ultimate feminist blogs for some conscious-raising web surfing. (NY Magazine)
Perhaps more important, these sites inspired an even sharper cadre of commenters, who bonded and argued, sometimes didactically, sometimes cruelly, but just as often pushing one another to hone their ideas—all this from a generation of women written off in the media as uninterested in any form of gender analysis, let alone the label “feminist.” Freed from the boundaries of print, writers could blur the lines between formal and casual writing; between a call to arms, a confession, and a stand-up routine—and this new looseness of form in turn emboldened readers to join in, to take risks in the safety of the shared spotlight.
Pandagon, one of the web’s very first feminist blogs, has some nice things to say about the article too. (Pandagon)
The always articulate Meg is bang on point with her analysis of web-based ‘lady-snark’ against Kreayshawn and Lana Del Ray. (Good Morning Midnight)
…the necessary performativity of sex appeal in the feminine, and the fact that feminine sex appeal is essentially defined by performativity, artifice, and decoration. Personally, I’m fine with Del Rey’s big hair, pouty face, winged eyeliner, lipgloss, and staged nostalgia-sexy photos: I do the same thing on a lesser level every day when I tame the wild-haired bleary-eyed stubble-legged beast who wakes up in my bed into the groomed, coiffed, red-lipped vanilla-scented thing I am when I show up to the office by 10. This is all part of an elaborate joke I’m playing on you where you think my eyes are actually this big and my skin this even, where you think I just roll out of bed dressed this nice.
Every now and then, I fall in love with someone on the internet. This is one of those such ocassions. Tati Kalveks is an 18-year-old British singer/song-writer with a sassy repetoire to rival the likes of Kate Nash and Lilly Allen combined. Meow-rouser!
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Sick and tired of all the rape jokes on Facebook? You’re not the only one! A dislike of epic proportions! (Ms. Magazine)
What’s it like to be a woman working in film behind the camera? Frustrating, says Mariella Frostrup. (The Guardian)
Did you like my post about Tumblr and street style? I’m not the only one who’s skeptical of street fashion blogs. (Jezebel)
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