The romance genre exists on a few ridiculous tropes, that actually normalise and perpetuate harmful behaviours. Fifty Shades is only the start of the story.
Amid accusations that our Prime Minister deliberately mislead the country by getting pregnant and will now be an unfit leader due to “baby brain” and motherhood, I’m reflecting on how Continue Reading →
Mary Beard’s Manifesto compares classic Roman literature and culture with contemporary sexism, highlighting all the ways in which we still need to make progress.
I got given Clementine Ford’s Fight Like a Girl for my birthday, which was excellent because I’ve been wanting to read it for ages and it fits in the Rebel Continue Reading →
Being ill like I am makes even simple tasks feel like climbing a mountain. With toddlers hanging off my arms and legs. And torrential rain turning the track to mud. Continue Reading →
Feminism is meant to be all about body positivity, right? We love and accept other people’s bodies and we love and accept our own. Except it’s not that easy.
It’s hard to overstate how much of an impact this book has had on me. I’ve been talking about it for days, as anyone around me can attest.