The Washington Women’s March, pussy hats, self-identified ‘inclusive feminists’; white women have been going hard lately to be part of the war on the patriarchy. We’ve stood in protest. We’ve shouted at the mediocre white men. Maybe one or two of us even contacted our local politicians.
But here’s the truth of it, what our delicate white ears probably don’t want to hear, we’re not the ones leading the resistance. We’re the stragglers, trailing behind. We owe all the ground gained so far to the work of women of colour. So what can we do as newcomers to be true allies to those women who’ve been fighting? Well, first of all, we can recognise the advantages we get for being white women…
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Growing up, we had the 6.01pm news (because I was in Ireland and the Angelus was televised at 6pm, donchaknow). Newspapers were still common and ‘reading the news’ was a prolonged affair.
Things have changed in the last two decades. Now the hunting down and consumption of news is a minefield to say the least. Google ‘news’ and through the magic of geo-tagging, you’ll see the main story in your area … as well as 4.5bn other results.
Then there’s corporate agendas and blinkered reporting. What’s ‘hot in news’ is local and dramatised. Basically, you’re not going to hear about what’s up in Syria unless you go looking … and now you’re exhausted before you’ve even gotten out of bed.
But yet, we prevail. I’ve written a whole post on why I believe keeping up with current affairs is the responsibility of all of us. So here’s my five favourite sources for news on the daily, because being informed is sexy lads!
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Tell me this and tell me no more, why does the fashion industry refuse to ditch problematic individuals?
From designers to photographers to models, we have a plethora of individuals facing allegations and charges of racism, sexism, sexual assault, physical assault … it goes on. But, season after season, there they are on the front rows, gazing out from magazine covers and being credited with a seemingly endless stream of work.
And why? Is there not enough decent creatives in the world? Do we really even need to think about separating the artist from their art? Is it not time we demand more as consumers?
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Jesus, I love how the Dutch come at fashion.
I get a thrill from technology being used to create some otherworldly magic.
This IRIS VAN HERPEN X PHILIP BEESLEY exhibition was made for me. And honey, in the age of Off White (and the absolute HORROR of their clear suitcases), fast fashion and (shudders) commerciality, we all need a little magic and sparkle. To refresh and reset and remember that there are artists out there creating something important.
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Like fashion and clockwork, my depression comes full circle every few months. Less frequent but infinitely more troublesome than my period; the timing’s always terrible, it seems interminable and the lows are always just as low. It’s a relentless bitch.
Three-hundred-million people, globally, deal with depression in one way or another. Chances are, some of you reading this are on your own journey. After the several well-publicised suicides over the past month I thought I’d list what does – and absolutely does NOT – help me when I’m on a ‘low buzz’. Because if it helps me, maybe it’ll help you too!
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We curate our world. Now, more than ever before, we can chose what we consume and when. Don’t like something? You can silence, mute and unfollow. Whether it be fashion, flowers or football you’re into, with a couple of clicks you can create an online happy place for yourself.
We’re niche experts, communicating across the globe with our comrades in interest. A global community, where we can find acceptance no matter how our real world treats us.
But, and hear me out here, it’s crucial that we don’t blinker ourselves to the rest of the world. The not-so-nice affairs of ‘everyone else’, left ignored, will eventually infiltrate our perfect bubbles. And by then, it’ll be bloody hard to claw back any ground.
Continue reading “Why Keeping Up is Vital”
Last week we lost two very high profile individuals, to suicide*. Both Kate Spade and Anthony Bourdain had fans and admirers all over the globe give public, beautiful, honest reactions to the news. Much of the main-stream media was, as it often is in cases of suicide, a bloody nightmare. But we can demand better – we’re their dream, active online consumers!
(*please leave the term ‘commit suicide’ behind you – it’s not illegal, they’re not criminals. Just stoppit!)
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Hey, hi, hello!
I’ve been mentioning my upcoming trip to Ireland in my posts and on my Instagram page (what do you mean, you don’t follow me yet?!). And while a trip home is always a salve for the soul, this trip isn’t one for pleasure.
I’ve said in the past that I am an unabashed, intersectional feminist. I’m all about that every-girl power feelin’ and I’m here for equality for all of us. This is not the core theme of this blog but it definitely colours how I see the world.
I also think, as a travel writer, I have a responsibility to keep you informed about the social situations occurring in the countries I visit. It’s easy to live in a turquoise-hued bubble of isolated beaches and raffia everything, but that’s not an honest depiction of a place.
With that in mind, let’s talk about Ireland and the Eight Amendment.
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Does your head do battle with your heart?
Do you ever have you mind completely made up and then, with niggling questions and common sense (that relentless bitch), your resolve crumbles. It’s just not – my least favourite of all words – practical.
We live in a world of quotations and idealised snapshots on social media. “Follow your bliss” is a thing people actually say seriously. Google ‘how to quit your job and travel’ and you get 152million potential rabbit holes to fall down.
There’s no shame in thinking, fuck it, if they can do it so can I!
So what happens when you’re not coming from a corporate finance background, making six-figures annually, or there’s no trust fund waiting to be plundered? You adapt your plans, that’s what.
Continue reading “What the F*uck is my ‘Bliss’ anyway?”