Body image, Beauty perceptions & standards, Sex, Sexuality, Reproductive health, Physical fitness
SNC ‘accidently’ drops a photograph. We all coo over the chubby, grinning baby in the pic and then I look up and say “It doesn’t look like you at all!” Then we get into a discussion of how we looked as babies. NB: When I was a kid, I had…
I thought I had written everything I could think of, about women and men. Well, perhaps not. I don’t write all that much about relationships. And that’s the whole goddamn can of worms, isn’t it? Well..a new direction for this blog perhaps. I was in conversation with a blogger…those delightful…
I created the image above. Doesn’t it look sketchy? And odd…since such signs are usually black-on-yellow and not green-and-black-on-blue? Moreover, the lady is wearing spiky heels and wielding a shovel. Oh well, that’s why I’m saying….Caution ahead, Women at work! I’m going to be a hypocrite and talk about…
My jeans are too tight for me to breathe. I’ve put on weight. *Groan*. Why, why, WHY should it matter? I am not fat. I’ve never been fat. I am not going to be fat. And if I do, will it matter? Yes, it damn well will. To my vanity….
Reflecting on Women’s Day, celebrating voices and the Blank Noise Project. A day of unexpected joys and appreciation for influential women. #WomensDay
My journey through the years traced in a different wish-list at each age – from childhood innocence to adult aspirations.
Lunch was nice today. Something other than canteen food. A colleague and I made a quick trip to the nearest Subway to pick up sandwiches. It has been a long time since my last bike ride. I still love them. I have never owned a bike myself…never needed to. All…
The next time you hear about a victim of abuse and think of her (or him) as weak, think again. Violence is so much more complex than you know.
Unveiling my journey with a dragon tattoo – from fascination to pain, this inked emblem is a proud reminder of my wild, offbeat self. 🐉✨ #TattooStory
Yesterday I went out for a drink with some colleagues. The talk turned to drinking games and we started on one called ‘Never ever, have I ever’. Here’s how it is played. One person raises his/her glass and proclaims “Never ever, have I ever….” and ends it with a statement….