Also.Also.Also: Exploring Women(’s Lives) and Other Stories We Missed This Week
This week I discovered a spread that tastes not like peanuts, or hazelnuts – but like cookies.…
Also.Also.Also: Exploring Women(’s Lives) and Other Stories We Missed This Week
This week I discovered a spread that tastes not like peanuts, or hazelnuts – but like cookies.…
As a queer woman of color, I grew up identifying and comparing myself to patriarchal, white and straight standards. I always felt inadequate. It was really a constant sense that I was not enough of anything. At home, it was patriarchy. At school, it was whiteness. In society at large, it was a wretched combination of all three oppressions. My very existence is subversive in that I exist despite being told and showed not to. I live for this. I thrive on knowing this. I work to embody this more freely, more lovingly, more passionately.
When I applied to be in the Autostraddle Calendar Girl photo shoot, it was my first serious act of getting out there as a model. That act alone has such deep roots because it marks a long journey of healing and challenging all the kinds of oppression I experienced, and reclaiming my body and my identity. Taking the leap to be a part of this calendar, not only sealed my outing that I am queer, but reflected the internal work I have been doing for all of my conscious life in believing I am lovable and desirable. I have come such a long way in rebuilding a loving relationship with myself that is compassionate, generous and kind. So much of the real work we do is done in silence; beyond skin and scars. These photos capture not just my physical body, but more so, an internal state and body of self-love and acceptance.
Autostraddle Calendar Girls 2014: Parneet is Miss May
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Ms. Fit Magazine: Finally, Feminist Body-Positive Fitness and Wellness
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I Went To Brooklyn Zine Fest, Had Feelings And Found Three More Zines You Should Read
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More Than Words: Dyke Pt. 1 — Baby Dykes
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The Future of Gender Is the Present For Trans* Characters in SciFi Novels
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Ontario’s New High School Gender Studies Class Will Probs Change The World
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Make A Thing: Geometric Glitter Garland
Welcome to the millionth billionth installment of Make A Thing, where we make handmade gifts for…
There is something amazing and light and liberating about being able (and encouraged) to ‘perform’ the most ridiculous parts of myself. Often times in our lives we engage with others and constantly wonder if anyone notices our quirks, our ridiculous parts, our behavioral oddities, our (perhaps) marginalizing identifiers. Words With Girls exploits them, puts them on display, lets all of its participants say openly, ‘I’m gay and black and anxious and a little bit crazy and oh now that’s out of the way so also see how funny I am.’