Let’s stop thinking of feminism as some abstract goal, and start seeing it as a process: of learning, and of empathy.
Rock some pumps without breaking your feet!
In which we talk about tumblr, basically.
An essay in two parts.
Who are we to dictate who can identify as a feminist and who cannot?
Of course we’re not like “all other girls”.
On the importance of representation in media.
A confessional of life as a character trope in other people’s eyes.
Let’s ease ourselves in to some feminism