Have you heard of Tavi Gevinson? I heard about this fashion-blogging wunderkind a few years ago, but never took the time to check out her blog (or new online magazine!) until today. She started a fashion blog at the ripe age of 11 and has done great great things to make the internet a cooler place for girls, in my opinion.
I know that this is not really a movie most people think of when they think of holiday films, but it is one of my favorites to watch around Christmastime. Especially when I’m at home. And especially with my sisters and my mom. Watching it now as a young woman is still amazing and I can look back and understand why I loved it so much as a young girl. I can also see how this film has shaped me in some ways to be the woman I am today. [click to continue…]
A few weekends ago I ventured out to one of my favorite streets in San Francisco (Valencia St) to visit this amazing zine show that I read about in SF Weekly at Goteblud, You Are Her: Riot Grrrl and Underground Female Zines of the 1990s. I was way too excited about this show. I know I say that a lot, but this time I mean it times 20. To be able to be surrounded by the zines and writings and manifestos that created a small yet extremely significant movement in the world and in my life… I was beside myself. Seriously out of body HOLY SHIT I CAN MAKE COPIES! AND TOUCH EVERYTHING?! experience. [click to continue…]
‘History I’ and ‘History II’ posters by Tony Robertson (Earthworks Poster Collective),
Sydney, Australia 1977
**Scanned from Suffragettes to She-Devils: Women’s Liberation and Beyond by Liz McQuiston**
So, yesterday, Feministing asked the following question:
“I wonder what your personal take is. Why do you think adolescent girls, in particular, but women, in general, resort to competition, body snark, and passive aggressive manipulation? And most importantly, how can we stop it?”
This is something I have ALWAYS questioned, particularly recently. Why is it that girls who already, more often than we would like, find themselves in oppressive situations, feel the need to oppress and degrade other girls? My 17-year-old self contemplated this a lot my last year in high school. It was that year that I decided that drama with other girls for the sake of being dramatic was never ever worth it. I was never really competitive in that way in the first place. Who would think it was worth it anyway? Perhaps girls who don’t have enough self confidence to not care? I have no clue. I think those types of behaviors really reveal the core of one’s character, to go out of one’s way to intentionally afflict mental harm on another person for means of personal gain or gratification. But, I guess this is how the world works? Ay ay ay.
But I was really happy to see this brought up on the Feministing blog yesterday. It makes me feel like my attitude regarding these catty and often immature behaviors has been validated. :o) That makes me happy. I totally want to pick up the book they talk about in their post, Rachel Simmon’s Odd Girl Out.
“BECAUSE we are unwilling to let our real and valid anger be diffused and/or turned against us via the internalization of sexism as witnessed in girl/girl jealousism and self defeating girltype behaviors.”
Recently, the Fair was in Orange County, and of course I had to go and eat my share of things that are bad for me. Apart from that indulgence, I was treated to a visual array of eye candy. No, I’m not talking about boys. Well maybe I am, as I was accompanied by a rather cute one. But no. I am referring to, naturally, the arts and crafts contests. And more specifically… the table settings contest. It was neat. Some of them were beyond bad, but this contest in junction with my daily dose of DesignSponge have been brainwashing me into caring more about what my living space looks like. This being said, I have been constantly brainstorming ideas for place mats. I know, it sounds lame, but I’m excited to make some. Kinda like these I found on etsy.com…
except mine will be different/cuter and I’m thinking of incorporating some rick rack, because I’m old school like that.
Of course, I cannot talk about the OC Fair without mentioning that my roommate, the amazing KENDRA, won 1st place in the memorabilia contest! You go girl! I’m such a proud roomie. As the description says (photo to be added later), she has collected over 100 Vivien Leigh items. That’s a lot of old stuff… and a lot of hard earned cash spent on that old stuff. Homegirl is going to be able to fill a museum soon. We should start charging when people come over to visit.
In other news, in addition to my ongoing attempts to finish reading the legendary Harry Potter series (I’m still on book 5), I am reading Tiny Ladies in Shiny Pants by Jill Soloway
At first, when reading through her 3 introductions, I got kind of annoyed with her cocky tone. A friend of mine got me this book for my birthday via my amazon wish list. I think I added it to my wish list because at the time I was really into reading as much feminist-y stuff as possible. I think the beginning of the book frustrated me because I felt like Jill was one of those feminists who give feminists a bad name, in my opinion. They think they know everything, and they think everyone who disagrees with them are inferior. Which, you know, is kind of lame. BUT. I continued reading and soon realized that I am actually really liking this book. It reminds me of Me Talk Pretty One Day by David Sedaris. So if you liked that book, you’d most likely enjoy this one. Anyway, I have about 50 pages to go. Oh, I’m on Goodreads, and highly recommend it if you like to keep track of what you’ve read, and/or like to see what your friends are reading.
I think Sarah Thronton made the best point in this article when she explained, “You cannot equate the monetary value of art with the aesthetic worth of the artist. One would expect the art world to be more egalitarian. It was only in 2004 that a living woman, Marlene Dumas, broke through the $1m barrier. At the top end of the market, the people who can afford to spend a lot are entrepreneurial men. And they buy entrepreneurial artists – Warhol, Hirst, Koons – artists they perhaps identify with. Second, it’s about volume. Women don’t tend to have factories of assistants churning out work. If you want to boost an artist’s price you need to bring their work to auction again and again. Women don’t usually work in that way.”
If I were a multi-millionaire, I would probably buy pieces from artists I identify with as well, but I wouldn’t exclusively purchase art by women. Interesting article. Interesting to see that there remain to be ignorant people in the art world.
So, 2 weekends ago I saw the Spice Girls at Mandalay Bay in Las Vegas with Cathy, Kendra and my sister. It was one of the best concerts I’ve ever experienced in my life. The venue was full of girls and women and really hot gay boys. It was a dance-a-thon that I wish had never ended. The happiness and love in the air was palpable.
Today Cathy found this article written by a supposed “feminist”. I think this woman is full of shit. She’s not a feminist, she’s a prude.
I don’t think the Spice Girls are anti-feminist just because they have had makeovers, or because they like to be sexy. I think women should be able to do whatever they want, regardless of their age. The author of this piece implies way too much about the young Spice Girls following. If she was an adult in the 1970s, which she mentions at the end of the article, then she has no right to assume the position of a “kid” who listened to the spice girls 10 years ago. Am I bulimic? Do I spend money that I don’t have on designer clothing? Do I throw away my inhibitions and have skanky Saturday nights? No, absolutely not.
I think ultimately the Spice Girls have taught us all (boys and girls) to respect ourselves, and not care about what people say; know how to have a good time, and always believe in the good of mankind. How is that harmful?