Monthly Archives: March 2017

On Emma Watson’s ‘tits’ & Feminism

Emma Watson Feminism Vanity Fair Tim Walker March 2017

A few days ago, Vanity Fair revealed a new cover story on Emma Watson, Rebel Belle. Included in the feature is a photo that sparked controversy for Emma Watson’s feminism and that, in my opinion, uncovers one of the main debates around feminism today.

In the photo, shot by Tim Walker, Watson wears a white crocheted bolero jacket, thrown open over her shoulders, half-revealing her breasts. To many, posing seminude in a widely-spread magazine was a clear antithesis to the feminist standards she so much proclaims to follow; it was nothing more than a hypocritical action, revealing how bad of a feminist she actually was.

Sara Berman’s Closet at the Met Museum

Exhibition Review: Sara Berman's Closet at the Met Museum

Fashion. If you’ve been reading along for the past year or so, it might be quite evident that what fascinates me the most about fashion is its capacity of communication: through our choices of clothing we send messages to the world about who we are, what we think, how we view the world. But fashion—the clothes we wear—is also about reinvention. In moments of change, fashion and self-fashioning are among the main tools used for the creation and expression of our new identities.

Sara Berman’s closet, now on view at the Met Museum, reveals the story of her life and her reinvention as a woman.

Celebrating woman?

Celebrating International Women's Day

 

March 8th. International woman’s day.

For some reason, likely related to the infallible power of the patriarchy that brought me up, this day brings the vague memory of the strange tradition, celebrated for the first time in my childhood: roses, cheesy words, empty phrases about female power. A tradition that, several years ago, I decided to forget, despite the yearly messages I get from my mom:

I know you don’t like it, but happy women’s day! [Picture of a rose with some cheesy quote about feminine beauty]

It’s not that I don’t like it, ma. I just refuse to celebrate this day if we are going to limit it to the superficial and the ephemeral beauty of the rose.