Tara: Here’s something for Mislabeled, perhaps?
Rachel: Or this?
Chloe: I don’t want to kill the buzz but this article has been floating around my newsfeed and I thought it was a good read.
I wrote a typical Chloe diatribe on my Facebook (posted below) and will probably read the article again and think more on it — I want to give a disclaimer first and point out that I agree with mostly all of what the author is saying: I work with a community of men that has fundamentally changed my own feminism because I FEEL so much better now what it is like to be a poor (and/or) black/Hispanic man, at least in urban Westchester/NYC communities. And I do not feel like these men are necessarily “my enemies” anymore — while a lot of them do horrible things (including rape and murder, oh god no) and should be held accountable, I wonder how many of them would make the same decisions were it not for the same system that encourages patriarchy in the first place? Anyway. But my main thing is that it reminds me of this blog I read awhile back about Schrodinger’s rapist.. lemme see… here it is!
Me: Here’s what you should buy me as a housewarming gift — http://shop.occulter.org/products/half-a-person
Fiancé: Yeah, great idea.
I’ll buy you the $200 candle
because I love you.
Me: I declare. Can we just be independently wealthy already? So we can pretend to dabble in photography and write long, illegible essays on the beauty of the failure of baseball in Moleskins that we keep in a color-coded fashion on bookshelves in our cabin in Maine?
And you can be an amateur cabinet maker who makes every cabinet, chair, and cajigger in our cabin?
But of course we will also need an apartment in Brooklyn…. ok. Let’s work on that.
Let’s start tomorrow,
I’m busy today.
This post is brought to you by Rachel, who pronounces fiancé like feeee-auuuuunnnsssss-A.
Verizon is set to sell a new Android phone called the HTC Bliss, a seafoam-green phone made just for the ladies. With a little charm that lights up when you get a text, the phone is rumored to come with a calorie counter and a shopping app already programmed in.
CUE CONTROVERSY. Mislabeled ladies, please discuss. Continue reading
A couple days ago, Tara sent out an email to Mislabeled about the recent SlutWalk being organized in India, which Kelsey quickly followed with an opinion piece stating that “SlutWalk is repulsive not simply because it’s misguided.”
Women shouldn’t dress like “sluts” not only because it’s foolish, but more importantly, because it undermines so many of the educational and professional accomplishments women have made in recent decades and redirects the conversation back to women’s bodies.
The following debate ensued….. Continue reading
We are taking the Mislabeled conversation to new places – happy hour! At a bar! In D.C.! I hope you live there so you can come!
Here are the deets.
Who: Mislabeled writers, and The American Association of University Women (our lovely hosts who hold a monthly D.C. happy hour called Cocktails and Convos).
What: Chocolate! Adult beverages! Good conversation (until the wine kicks in…)!
Where: Co Co. Sala, a chocolate lounge located near the Verizon Center in Chinatown.
When: Tuesday, June 14th @ 5 to 7:30 PM.
Why: As the editor of Mislabeled, a contributor to AAUW’s blog Dialog, and a lover of many lady blogs, I’m fascinated with the way the Internet opens doors for the women’s issues community to meet, greet, discuss, and make things happen. We can raise awareness of poor media coverage. We can talk with someone who lives in a different country or on a different continent. We can debate what it means to be feminist and how we should talk with each other. But those conversations don’t take place in a vacuum. They are about the real world, and so they (should) have an impact on that world. That’s why real-world events like Cocktails and Convos are just as important as blogs. And that’s why I really, really, really want you to come hang out with all of us on Tuesday.
So please join me, AAUW, and your favorite Mislabeled writers (we are your faves, no?) as we clink glasses, eat chocolate, and make new Facebook friends. Hope to see you there.
This post is brought to you by Rachel, who promises to buy you a drink if you come. Maybe.