As some might know, my Master’s degree is in Women’s & Gender Studies. I’m also unapologetically (and proudly) a feminist. This identity of mine seeps into my instruction of yoga–and it’s not scary, I promise.
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As a feminist "lady blogger", I've come to realize how much shit we have to put up with--and it doesn't appear to be ending any time soon. I recently read an article about a rower (and blogger) named Jenn Gibbons. Gibbons set out to complete a solo voyage: the 1,500 mile perimeter of Lake Michigan. From her blog, it states...
Just like that Patsy Cline song, I sometimes find myself "walkin' after midnight"--alone. If you're a woman, this is something you are not supposed to do. Ever. Rape is supposed to get you at night, right? Rape is supposed to come in the form of a stranger leering at you from the bushes. What about rape that doesn't happen that way?
Guerrilla: a member of a band of irregular soldiers that uses guerrilla warfare, harassing the enemy by surprise raids, sabotaging communication and supply lines.
The Spice Girls initiated me in to sex and sexuality.
I remember how excited I was when my dad (yes, my dad) bought me the first Spice Girls cd. I opened it and studied the lyrics inside immediately. I gazed at the pretty pictures of Posh, Baby, Sporty, Ginger and Scary. I wanted to be Posh. She seemed sexy, confident, and classy, "V doesn't come for free/She's a real lady."