Reading this comment from Sarah on the subject, I am reminded of how the issues surrounding the pseudo-religious slut-shaming of women are not just issues that happen to “people over there.” Plenty of us experience directly, regardless of our personal religious beliefs, or lack thereof. I experienced it on a regular basis in Jordan, forContinue reading “Boobquake revisited”
Category Archives: The F-Word
My take on Boobquake
Is that yes, of course, it is exclusionary when it comes to women who prefer modest dress for whatever reason, or must wear modest dress regardless of what it is that they actually prefer. And yes, of course, it has little to do with the actual struggle for women’s rights in Iran. And yes, dudes’llContinue reading “My take on Boobquake”
“Not all tears are an evil”
I was sitting across from a famous man in a cafe, crying my eyes out into a napkin. The famous man slid his hand across the table and got a hold of mine. “How can I help?” He asked. “Talk to me, just talk to me,” I said. The waiter paused with my tea. PeopleContinue reading ““Not all tears are an evil””
Beauty is the path
I had a distressing conversation the other day. It went something like this: “Man. I am bummed. I was involved in an exciting project, and now it’s over. And there are, like, hurt feelings on both sides. Bummer. Man.” “Well, considering the fact that you use your looks to get involved in most exciting projects…”Continue reading “Beauty is the path”
“And she always knows her place”
Once upon a time, I was grocery shopping at one a.m., because I rock like that. And because, well, there were actually a couple of 24-hour grocery shops near to where I live (this is all part of a great cycle of enabling – “why buy orange juice and bread after I’m done with work,Continue reading ““And she always knows her place””
Natalia A. 