I used to read a lot of fiction. As a child I would power through books in a way that only a kid who lived opposite a library could in the 1980s. As a teenager, I discovered Anne Rice's tales of vampires and witches, giving myself headaches from reading pages and pages of tiny text... Continue Reading →
My first ethical fashion read was Stitched Up: The Anti-Capitalist Book of Fashion by Tansy Hoskins. After hearing the author speak in 2015 about the politics of fashion (as a talk organised by the ever inspirational Amber Butchart), I took my signed copy home and proceeded to read it faster than I'd read any book... Continue Reading →
In a voice over at the beginning of the 1995 film Clueless, the character Cher Horowitz asks the audience, 'isn't my house classic?' She then goes on to explain that 'the columns date all the way back to 1972.' Although viewers may initially laugh at the seemingly naive implication that a twenty year old building... Continue Reading →
Last year's Lust List evolved from lingerie that I spotted and loved (even if there was no way I could afford or fit into it), into a more inclusive monthly list of interesting underwear, swimwear or nightwear that I had discovered. I was going to start this year with a list of interesting sale items,... Continue Reading →
Dolls and dresses are meant for little girls, while trucks and the color blue are reserved strictly for little boys--at least, that's what some companies would like children to believe. Until recently, you couldn't walk down a toy store isle without noticing the drastic separation between rows of pink toys aimed at girls and blue... Continue Reading →
The books that made me a feminist were the books that got me into trouble. I lost a lover, alienated friends, angered students, got into arguments with teachers -- all because of books that followed through on the clichés: something clicked, a light snapped on. But sometimes the click turns into a slammed door, and... Continue Reading →