One more week, one more week, one more week…
I can’t wait to be done with finals; and this awful semester! Looking forward to spending a month at home relaxing with my favorite people in the world.
I’ll be living off of coffee and Pandora Christmas stations until then.
Will our tales of digital courtship capture the imaginations of our daughters? Will they be impressed when we tell them about that time the text message was misinterpreted, or how the cute boy re-tweeted our Vampire Weekend reference? Will they care?
Fashion is one of the very few forms of expression in which women have more freedom than men. And I don’t think it’s an accident that it’s typically seen as shallow, trivial, and vain. It is the height of irony that women are valued for our looks, encouraged to make ourselves beautiful and ornamental… and are then derided as shallow and vain for doing so. And it’s a subtle but definite form of sexism to take one of the few forms of expression where women have more freedom, and treat it as a form of expression that’s inherently superficial and trivial. Like it or not, fashion and style are primarily a women’s art form. And I think it gets treated as trivial because women get treated as trivial.
My bio really should read, “Drinks too much La Croix. Utterly addicted to fashion, magazines, and social media. Lover of Southern culture, but dying to get out of it.”
I’M BACK, Y’ALL.