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Sunday 13 October 2013

Women/Men...Men/Women

Elle in their November magazine did a whole feature of feminism and why it's nothing to be ashamed of, so why is it?


  • Mother's feminism campaign
Mother's feminism campaign



What do you think of when someone says the word Feminism?

I'm sure a large majority of male readers will turn away now. And do I blame them? Not really. I don't want to listen to conversations about football so why should they read about 'Feminism', that isn't misogyny it is an actual gender disinterest. If you're a girl and like football, so what? If you're male and want to read Sali Hughes talking about flicky eye liner than be my guest. If you expect women to work the same job as a man but get pain less than half of what he earns that is where the problem begins.

One fact for you. 99% of the worlds wealth is owned by men. ONE PERCENT is earnt and owned by women.

I spoke to a man on Wednesday and he says there is no taboo around 'Feminism', he then proceeded to make a joke about women knowing their place.  That same evening my brother showed me a video which ended with the quote 'Women know your limits'. This sort of comment doesn't actually bother me, maybe I am lazy, I just think if you are actually comfortable in yourself and comfortable being an actual human female then these comments shouldn't really bother you. There is not one type of person for each gender.

I am a woman but feel uncomfortable saying I am a feminist as I think there is a bubble around it. Feminism must mean that all women are scary, hairy, manly humans who enjoy nothing more then slagging off men to those who 'can't decided' or 'don't know', right guys? Right? WRONG and secretly you know it or do you? DO any of us actually know what it means?

Feminism shouldn't be but is an unattractive word, Zooey Deschanel is a beautifully brilliant woman, as is Beyonce and they both call themselves 'Modern Feminists' as does Keira Knightly and of course the wonderful CAITLIN MORAN. Feminism doesn't mean never going near men, never having sex, never wearing make-up and never buying nice underwear.

Of course minorities have taken it to the extremes, but we shouldn't be afraid to say it.

Feminism is equality. In a nut shell.




Saturday 12 October 2013

I miss London.

Living on the doorstep of London last year is something that I thoroughly miss now, I want it back.

I am living at home whilst I do my NCTJ course which isn't a terrible thing BUT between a 15 Minute journey to Waterloo and an hour and a half journey to Victoria (If i'm lucky) I will always rather the former of the two.

Brighton is ok don't get me wrong, but London, beautiful, hug-like London. I can't on a whim go and see Polly Stenham's new play at the Royal Court now, I can't wonder around Highgate just because I wanted to go to a bookshop that sold Enid Blyton books. Oh! Oxford Street Topshop, The Pleasance in Islington, MY OWN FLAT. Take me back.





Anyway I am going to work my bottom off so I can move back there. The main problem with this is money, I need a job but I also feel like this course is only 14 weeks, I should just embrace it and throw yourself into everything I can.

This week we had a man from Johnston Press come and speak to us and an ex-editor of the Telegraph, both were equally as bonkers as the other. Interesting but a little bit scary.

The first took 5 minutes talking about his experiences with Rolls Royce and told us that Blogs weren't worth anything to potential employers. Which didn't surprise me AT ALL, blogs are very indulgent, not really worth much to anyone except yourself. I'll keep writing on it occasionally because EVENTUALLY I would like to blog like Esther Walker, whom I adore ... http://reciperifle.blogspot.co.uk/ 

The second came to speak to us about feature writing, something I am interested in, one of the many things. We all 'pitched' the ideas we had for the features we have to write for our portfolios; he didn't hold back if he didn't like something. Although I genuinely couldn't tell what he thought of mine, with the others he either said yes or no, mine, he said "Ok" then moved on...WHAT DOES THAT MEAN?

ANYWAY...In true stereotypical journalist style, we all went out last night, drinking (Of course). I cannot tell if I am proud or disgusted at myself for doing a vodka shot before drinking anything else but thats obviously what I do now...classy eh?

So today has been watching Breaking Bad whilst snoozing in a warm blanket.

Tomorrow is a shorthand day!