Not That Girl

This sounds so familiar, I felt I had to be like this in my teens and early 20s, and ‘feminism’ was a dirty word!

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No, no, please don’t apologize. It was a good joke. Really funny.

Liquid panty remover. Hah. That’s great. I’ve never heard that one before! Oh man, that’s hilarious.

Don’t worry about telling jokes like that to me – I love those kinds of jokes. I’m not really the type to get offended, you know?

I mean, I’m not that kind of girl.

Like, I think that some people are just looking for things to get worked up over. Don’t get me wrong, I don’t think that, like, rape jokes are funny or anything. Not that I think your joke was a rape joke, because your joke was definitely funny, but, you know, rape-rape jokes for sure aren’t cool. On the other hand, people need to chill out. Like, there are so many things that are so much more degrading to women – I mean, look at the way…

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Engagement Conundrum: Picking a New Last Name

Life and other things

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I’m a good little feminist. I could have told you that I would never take my husband’s last name when I was six years old. Unless maybe his last name was Disney…I guess.

At 32, little has changed. I still wouldn’t take a man’s name. But a woman’s…well, maybe.

My partner and I will be married next year and have begun discussing the more complex practical realities of our relationship. How will we procure our first kid? What are the special legal issues that we face as a same-sex couple? Who would get the dog in the event of a divorce? Oddly, the last is probably the most intense of them all and I am the one who loses custody.  

Hard decisions aside, the most life-impacting decision thus far has been with regard to last names. If I were straight, I probably wouldn’t care so much about this. There…

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Dressed-down in Breton stripes

Dress-down Friday, the familiar foe of many safe suit-lover, but a chance for the more fashion-concious in the office to relax and not worry about the dress code!

With the lovely weather we’ve been having, my only concern has been how to dress coolly enough for the sun but warmly enough for the air-con! The answer, of course, is layers and my old favourite, the cardigan!

Today’s choice is a little French-inspired and a little 60s-beatnik. I’ve gone for a really good quality striped vest top from Dorothy Perkins, with navy chinos and a thin, pale blue cardi from GAP, and a camel-coloured handbag from TU. I also threw on some white leather and raffia wedges from F&F and some bug-eyed sunnies as I skipped out the door singing Frère Jacques!

Bon weekend, mes amis!