Monthly Archives: November 2011

Giving Thanks

For DBLK, who has been there since we were tiny.  Happy 23rd birthday!

For Elizabeth Warren.

For Orthodox Jewish female Rhodes scholars.

For Roe v Wade.

For the repeal of Mississippi’s Issue 26.

For the release of Egyptian-American journalist Mona Eltahaway, may her physical and emotional wounds heal quickly.

For the moral courage of Daniel Radcliffe and Josh Hutcherson

For the women on Corporette, who rose to the occasion as I began to mourn.

For Kate Beaton.

For Nicki Minaj.  (Watch the interview video, really.  It’s less than 2 minutes long.)

For feminist Muslim reality TV shows.

For safe spaces and open arms.

For two amazing co-adventurers in the world of issue blogging.

For all the comments.

For the hilarious site stats.

For you.

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Lady Godiva mourns

My friend passed away this weekend, so there will be no blogging for me this week.

Yea, though I walk though the valley of the shadow of Death…

Filler, Filler, Filler

I’ve drafted and scrapped my music analysis a few times so far because the words aren’t coming out right.   Perhaps I should have taken that course in Creative Nonfiction?

Anyway.  Both as filler and because I think it’s really interesting, I am going to quote the anonymous Internet advice columnist Coke Talk on feminism.   I generally agree with at least 80% of her advice.

What do you all think about it?

-Coke Talk is crude, crude, crude and we love her for it

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Fuck the patriarchy.

That is all I have to say today.

Hermione Granger and the Patriarchal Dress Code

I had planned a post on egalitarianism for this week, but Christina’s poignant essay on Monday gave me pause.    This is less a response than a musing along similar/related themes.

As some of you know, I worked as a semi-professional costumer/designer for several years.  After a heart-wrenching amount of internal debate I have decided not to make it my career choice, although gifs like this  make me regret the decision.   As a costume designer, as an aspiring “obscenely polished” corporette (:-P), and as a pseudo-Orthodox Jewess (I call myself shomeret mitzvoth or observant), I think about clothing and appearance roughly 870,053 times a day.   More if I’m at a theatrical performance or at synagogue on the High Holidays…

The HP headline is not that relevant here.  Like every female bookworm with bushy hair in the past decade, I always assumed Hermione Granger was written about me.  During freshman year of college, the girls on my hall who Sorted everyone in my dorm decided I was Molly Weasley, which is much more accurate.  (Don’t. Mess.)   But Hermione is a fashion-awkward brown-nosing do-gooder, just like my teenage self.

Every outfit a conscious decision

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