As a woman, you can’t look at that face without seeing the façade, but as a girl, it would be easy to convince yourself that such perfection exists.
It’s insane to act like the civil war that is my hormones is worthy of forgiveness, as if it’s a crime I’ve forced everyone else to take part in.
A list of things that are “not hot, not not, just meh.” Today’s roundup includes calling someone a “thought leader,” body brushing and Tyga.
A list of things that are “not hot, not not, just meh.” Today’s roundup includes Anna Kendrick, soup, and ‘trusting your intuition.’
It was all my insecurities manifested as some sort of Dali-esque nightmare…the makings of a surrealist film that Women’s Studies majors would go to town with.
After lamenting a deficit of “normal” compliments in my life, I’ve comforted myself by concluding that–while I’ll never be the Marsha Brady of the world–at least people are forced to go off autopilot when they address me.
Society has built up a problematic narrative where the ideal woman acts in a very particular way: she doesn’t care about superficial things (make-up, fashion), yet always manages to look and feel perfect despite that. Call it Jennifer Lawrence syndrome, if you will.
We all have individual hierarchies of beauty and hygiene importance, which often read as superficial. But leaving it at that is shortsighted–for my writerly ass, at least. If we really consider what it is that we privilege over the myriad other options, out choices tend to spell something out about our larger values or interests.
I’m forcing myself to start off the summer with some serious simplifying and lifestyle-reevaluating. So, I’m going to begin with the basics (wardrobe, books, etc.), to get the ball rolling on a broader overhaul.