… I have to say that this argument between Naomi Wolf & Phyllis Chesler mostly depresses me. When it comes to Wolf, I think she had her heart in the right place, but did make a few claims that rather romanticize the idea of hijab. For example, when she says: It is not that IslamContinue reading “As amusing as it may be to watch two non-Muslim women duke it out over the veil…”
Author Archives: Natalia Antonova
On the metro. 9 p.m.
My big shoulder-bag, one of the stars of this essay, doesn’t lend itself to traveling with an iPod if I don’t have a coat with pockets on. On the metro, coming back from spray-painted, moonlit Obolon’, I ended up having to stuff it in the waistband of my jeans as I stood by the door,Continue reading “On the metro. 9 p.m.”
Tuesday music: the first of September edition
Today is the day that schoolchildren begin their year around here. The anniversary of Beslan. The symbolic (if not scientific) beginning of autumn. The day the harvest of a particular grain begins (damned if I remember which one right now). I walked all over town in high heels, my feet are torn all over theContinue reading “Tuesday music: the first of September edition”
Fast girls
There’s a certain time of day, when the unkempt stadium across from my building is divided equally by light and shadow. Today, I came out at just such a time. After my usual warm-up, I found myself winded fairly quickly, the wind whipping me with my own hair (“cut your hair, Nat,” my track coachContinue reading “Fast girls”
Synesthesia: I has it
Leave it to me to be inspired by a Cracked article about how certain mental conditions could potentially get a guy laid (hey Cracked, when are you going to start helping ladies to get laid? Just sayin). Nabokov had it. Tori Amos has it. Yours truly has it, though she’s not nearly as awesome asContinue reading “Synesthesia: I has it”
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