Do We Have to Put a Ring On It?

Let’s cut to the chase – there is still this antiquated idea floating around that every person on this planet is just waiting for that special someone…a “soulmate”, if you will. Maybe even the idea that people can’t possibly be complete by themselves, and they need to meet a person who they will eventually marry. […]

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Love Sexist Style

As I was browsing the Internet the other day I stumbled upon an article on Jezebel that caught my eye. The Real Housewives of New Jersey star, Melissa Gorges, has recently published her book, Love Italian Style, for feminists everywhere to cringe at the abundant examples of sexism, spousal abuse, and gender roles. Granted, I […]

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Things I’m Not

Unfortunately, the word feminism has gotten a bad rap over the years causing the subsequent attachment to the word to be seen as something negative.  Often when I tell someone that I am a feminist I have to dispel false ideas that they have about me just because of my association.  The negative stereotype is […]

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And I Don’t Even Know My Last Name

I’m obsessed with Pinterest from crafting, to recipes, to ideas for my future home I’ll pin it all.  This includes wedding ideas, something that girls are supposed to be planning from birth, and Pinterest is a wonderful conduit for it this obsession.  The infinite ideas for invitations, receptions, and pictures makes any warm-blooded female go gaga, […]

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Feminism and a Wedding

My sister got married on Thursday. That sounds weird, but it’s the truth. My big sister has a husband now. She’s deciding on whether or not to change her last name. She’s inherited a niece and nephew from a family that I literally only just met three days ago.

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The Great Name Debate

I remember the first time I told my mother I am a feminist. Although the standard pieces of imagery that normally accompany a statement like this have floated out of my memory (what I was wearing, where I was standing), I still vividly remember the conversation and her reaction to my “coming out.” She asked […]

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