“Some guys will hate you for being superior to them at the thing they care most about being good at. They are Paul Kinseys. This generally looks like it sounds, and involves sputtering. Cool guys will respect you and your hustle without being personally or professionally threatened. The coolest guys (Ken Cosgroves) will be secure in themselves enough to respect you specifically because of your hustle. “

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Seems like Vogue and food dysfunction are a natural combination

The socialites who write personal essays for Vogue aren’t known for their kindness and humility, but Dara-Lynn Weiss, who opened up about putting her 7-year-old daughter on a Weight Watchers-style diet in Vogue’s April issue, has to go down in history as the one of the most fucked up, selfish women to ever grace the magazine’s pages. 

From Jezebel

“We’ve not seen another Gloria Steinem because there is only one Gloria, and someone with her combination of conviction, wit, smarts and grace under fire doesn’t come along every day.” 
New York Times

“We’ve not seen another Gloria Steinem because there is only one Gloria, and someone with her combination of conviction, wit, smarts and grace under fire doesn’t come along every day.” 

New York Times

In honor of the death of UK Sunday Times correspondent Marie Colvin, read my list of stories written by ladies who ventured where few people dare. See the full list at EcoSalon

Behind the Veil in Kuala Lumpur

The formidable Margaret Thatcher once said that if you want something done, you should give it to a woman. I would argue that if you want something done in extreme heat, give it to a particular group of women who, each and every day, provide a tremendous testament to the adaptability and resilience of females.

Walking through Masjid Jamek, the oldest mosque in Kuala Lumpur, Malaysia (a country that is approximately 60 percent Muslim), I had a tiny taste of what females of the Islamic faith do on a daily basis. It was a scorching 95 degrees and, in my borrowed navy blue polyester robe and orange headscarf, I wasn’t nearly as clothed as most women I see walking through the streets. However, I could hardly think of anything other than the relief of taking it off.

Read the rest of my reflections on wearing the veil at EcoSalon.

My Job as Eye-Candy in the Recession-Era Economy

 

Not too long ago, I was hanging out in a London nightclub, beer in hand, friends in tow, talking to some British guy I hadn’t the faintest interest in. During a particularly agonizing bout of small talk, this gentleman asked me what I was doing in London. I told him I was writing for a magazine. He was confused.

“You’re too pretty to write for a magazine,” he said bluntly. “Shouldn’t you, like, be in one?”

I decided to spare him my familiar diatribe about how women can, in fact, have aspirations beyond being leered at. Instead, I sipped my beer and politely excused myself. I was in a club, after all—my career ambitions were not particularly relevant here.

A few weeks later, that changed. I unexpectedly lost the part-time weekend job that was keeping me afloat between low-paid freelance projects. With long-term travel planned for less than two months away, my prospects of securing a job I would actually want to keep were slim. So I went from spending the occasional Saturday night in a club by choice to working in one every weekend. Suddenly, I was no longer free to walk away from inane conversations with drunken men in dimly lit corners. Flirting with them was now my job.

When feminist journalist Gloria Steinem donned an electric blue satin bunny outfit to work in New York’s Playboy Club in 1963, she did it in the name of journalistic investigation. I wish I could say the same about my own stint working as eye candy. I did it to pay the rent.

Read the rest of my experience @ GOOD
"She surprised me by confiding that one of the most blissful moments of her life had been when she was 21, driving down the highway in her VW Beetle, with nowhere to go except wherever she wanted to be. “I had my own car, my own job, all the clothes I wanted,” she remembered wistfully. Why couldn’t she have had more of that? "

— From Kate Bolick’s thoughtful, deeply personal, and nuanced Atlantic piece about changing attitudes towards marriage and her quest to find contentment as a single woman.

Digging the fem-hipster hair cut du-jour.

Digging the fem-hipster hair cut du-jour.

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All the single ladiesss put your hands up.

All the single ladiesss put your hands up.

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McClelland is the human rights correspondent for Mother Jones (a post which was essentially created for her) and has reported from all over the world. A candid post for GOOD about her struggle with PTSD after her sexual assault in Haiti caught my attention. I admire her tenacity to do the work she does as well as her honesty about the challenges of being a female reporter in the world’s most difficult places.

Why I love infographics: the world’s most powerful people, represented by shoe size. See the full-size version at MYOO.com

Why I love infographics: the world’s most powerful people, represented by shoe size. See the full-size version at MYOO.com