Love? Hate? Worship? I say worship: Sasha Grey in Playboy

This link is 100% Not Safe For Work. So don’t go clicking on it, and then screeching to me about how you got your ass fired and can’t afford to feed your Alexandrine parakeet and how it’s all my fault. I like Sasha Grey. Not necessarily for high-falutin’ pseudo-intellectual reasons either. I think she’s reallyContinue reading “Love? Hate? Worship? I say worship: Sasha Grey in Playboy”

“Her tits don’t sag” – on Ali Campoverdi and supposed progressives judging a woman’s “respectability”

The comments on Ali Campoverdi’s lingerie photos have swung me back around to my favourite topic – the policing of women’s looks and attire by so-called feminists and feminist allies. Now, for reference’s sake, Ali Campoverdi has recently landed a job in the Obama White House. She has also posed for Maxim. So far, fromContinue reading ““Her tits don’t sag” – on Ali Campoverdi and supposed progressives judging a woman’s “respectability””

Women as Children: Why the “Seduction as Rape” Philosophy is a tad Problematic

I was reading this, when I once again came dangerously close to ruining my keyboard through spillage. Behold: [one of the definitions of rape is] seduction: when a man persuades a woman to have sex with him, often subtly, through being kind, polite, chivalrous, etc; Just in case you are mystified – what Maggie HaysContinue reading “Women as Children: Why the “Seduction as Rape” Philosophy is a tad Problematic”

The mortal sin of disliking Sarah Palin

I think that this LJ author said it best: Woman A: I don’t like Sarah Palin. Woman B: YOU DON’T LIKE WOMEN! Woman A: No, I don’t like Sarah Palin. I liked Hillary Clinton a whole lot, remember? Woman B: YOU DON’T LIKE WOMEN! Woman A: You’re being unreasonable. Woman B: YOU SAID WOMEN AREContinue reading “The mortal sin of disliking Sarah Palin”

I am (trashy) Spartacus

In solidarity with the divine Caroline. Tasty glass necklace: Anthropologie. Ring: Russian Orthodox Church gift shop (Moscow Patriarchate). Trash: authentic, E. Euro, hey-bitch-you’re-not-on-the-guest-list riffraff stock. Regular readers of this blog know that I never need an excuse to put up a trash-tastic or otherwise over-the-top picture, but credit must be given to Fearless Feminist Warrior,Continue reading “I am (trashy) Spartacus”