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mostlyokay:

greenstate:

i put feminist in quotes because i am sick of people calling themselves feminists who demean the choices of other women. not all people who enjoy cupcakes or frozen yogurt are and i quote, ‘in it for the peen.’

I’m begging age-appropriate females: Read something written before you were born. Stand up straight. Make sure you own one piece of jewelry that you did not purchase on Etsy. Use capital letters in an email to the guy you want to date. Let him take you out on a date, maybe not on a walk or an Xbox session, even if you are, God help you, addicted to LA Noire. Meet your friend for wine instead of fro-yo one night. Watch a movie with no early-90’s nostalgic appeal. Bitch, you already know Clueless by heart.

i don’t like wine. i don’t capitalize my writing unless it’s for school or professional/legal purposes. i can’t stand up straight because i have big breasts. i enjoy supporting indie artists on etsy, is there a problem here? 

Because the larger issue is that it is a lot easier for men —or even guys or bros—to demean us, if we’re girls. It’s much harder to bring down a woman, or to call her a moron, when she’s not in pigtails and Ring Pops. Not that his idea of you should influence your style, or your sense of self-worth. But I feel like in a way, it already sort of has?

if grown ass women [or honestly, women of any fucking age] want to make conscious choices to enjoy certain fashions, certain snacks, certain things in general, what fucking business is it of this woman’s to decide that we’re only doing it for dick? also, i know plenty of lesbians who enjoy cupcakes. there isn’t always a deeper meaning. women need to stop talking about other women as though they are so fucking stupid they could not possibly make decisions for themselves. as though we have been brainwashed entirely by men, and only other [more enlightened, stronger, more fierce] women can lead us all to the promised land of independence. asshole, i AM independent, and i do what i want. and sometimes what i want is cute things with baby deer. and sometimes what i want is working toward my career. we do not have to be only one thing. we can be complicated and we can have many different sides to our personality, and we can be what we want to be. just because we enjoy things that little girls like or that make us seem childish doesn’t mean we can’t also be goal-oriented or generally driven women. give us some credit, here.

so basically, fuck you, julie klausner. if i want to enjoy birds without it representing that i am a wilted, brittle, shell of a woman, i’ll do that. if i want some dr. pepper lip smackers, i’ll use it because it’s cheaper than lipstick and tastes better too. 

Amen.

I am a woman in a dual-income marriage who loves to cook, gets giddy in nice grocery stores, owns a HUGE amount of Etsy-bought jewelry (okay, mostly plugs from Frozenfire, but still), and takes hundreds of snapshots of my cats doing silly or cute things. I also love shoes, especially 4” Mary Janes, and pencil skirts. I have tattoos of flowers and waterfalls along with my Millennium Falcon, video game, and snapping turtle tattoos. I want a huge kitchen, a million attachments for my KitchenAid stand mixer, I love classy lingerie and I want to have babies. I also am not ashamed to admit I love it when my husband opens doors for me.

If this is the stuff that makes me less than a fearsomely strong embodiment of the modern feminine, then so be it. Nevermind that I am also financially savvy, work in a computer field dominated by socially awkward men, love outdoor sports, love shooting guns, and have been accused by my own husband of having behaviors that qualify me as behaving like, and I quote verbatim, “a boy with a vagina”. God forbid I be independent and confident AND like kitties and cupcakes and Thin Mints and Caramel Delights and be agreeable to attending LAN parties with my man-mate.

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