I’ve been nominated for TWO Liebster Awards!!
Thank you to Kasey from Antlers + Anchors and Zoe from La Vie en Zoe for nominating me!
For those of you who don’t know what a Liebster Award is, it’s an award passed around the blogging community for new bloggers, or blogs with less than 200 followers. It’s supposed to welcome new bloggers to the blogging community and add traffic to your blog. If you get it, you need to nominate fellow blogs with less than 200 followers for the prize.
Here are the rules:
- Post 11 facts about yourself.
- Answer the 11 questions provided by the person who nominated you and then create an 11-question set for the next group of nominees.
- Choose up to 11 (or more or less depends on the rules you follow) bloggers to nominate and link them in the post!
- Let your nominees know that they’ve been tagged and no tag-backs!
- Only nominate blogs with under 200 followers.
So let’s get started!
11 Random Facts about Me
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- I’ve done theatre since I was eight. My dream stage role(s) is Velma Kelly or Roxie Hart from Chicago. Even though I look more like Velma, I
By Sierra Margaret
The first time I got called a chubby chaser was by my friend after I came to her in mourning of Chris Pratt’s pre-Guardians of the Galaxy body that he swapped for the ripped, muscle clad frame built in preparation for his silver screen debut. Everywhere I went on the computer (okay, mostly Buzzfeed), all I saw was Chris Pratt and his magical new torso. This Chris Pratt that now graced my computer screen was not Andy Dwyer Chris Pratt. It was a ripped, muscly, made-for-Hollywood Chris Pratt that was nothing like the man I had fallen in love with on Parks and Recreation. Listicles poured out in adoration for his new body (21 Times We Fell In Love With Chris Pratt This Summer), yet all I could do was complain. It’s not that the new Chris Pratt looks bad. He is absolutely gorgeous. But when I see the new Chris Pratt, I see conformity. I see a rare, lumpy gem that has been cut and polished into a flawless diamond: beautiful, but completely lacking character. And in the midst of my mourning of Pratt’s forgotten double chin of yesteryear, I had an … Read more
On September 9, the NFL decided to suspend Ray Rice indefinitely after footage of him abusing his then-fiancé, Janay Rice (née Palmer) was released by TMZ.
Many people have applauded the NFL for the harsh punishment. The NFL’s previous decision to suspend Rice for only two games caused uproar for being too lenient.
However, many people did not stop at applauding the NFL and decided to criticize the victim, Janay Rice, for deciding to marry an abusive man.
This victim-blaming sparked an online movement propelled by the hashtag #WhyIStayed, where women have shared personal stories of why they decided to stay in abusive relationships – oftentimes for their personal safety. The movement was started by writer Beverly Goodman. On her blog she explained why she started the hashtag:
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“When TMZ released the video of Ray Rice punching, dragging, and spitting on his wife this morning, the internet exploded with questions about her. Why didn’t she leave? Why did she marry him? Why did she stay? I can’t speak for Janay Rice, but I can speak for Beverly Gooden. Why did I stay?…Leaving was a process, not an event. And sometimes it takes awhile to navigate through the process.”
I am delighted to present you The Feminist Feline’s first guest post from a man! My good friend Alex Miller wrote an excellent piece about the greater social implications of the recent celebrity photo “scandal.”
As you already know, this past weekend a group of iCloud hackers posted private photos and videos of over 100 American and British celebrities, prominently among them Jennifer Lawrence, on the internet for millions of viewers to see.
Many bloggers and journalists swiftly took to the web in outrage, stating vehemently that this act was an invasion of privacy and indeed a serious crime. The women, be they celebrities or not, deserved better, and were of course not to blame for the photos being leaked. These women should not be restricted in their personal lives because their profession places them in the public eye. They should not have to live in fear that what they choose to do for themselves and choose to share with other people in an intimate way will one day be available to a guy living on the other side of the world.
I whole-heartedly agree with these views, but this post is different.
Those posts were a necessary first … Read more
Since today is a holiday, I decided to participate in a fun link-up. I found this one on The Nectar Collective and it’s called Weekly Wishes. Each Monday, bloggers post their goals for the week and comment on at least one other blogger’s post to inspire them to reach their goals. I love the idea behind it – especially the commenting part. It’s impossible to reach your goals without inspiration and encouragement from others!
So here are my 5 goals for the week:
1. Do all assigned readings for my classes. If I fall behind this early on in the semester, I won’t be able to keep up!
2. Go to the gym at least 3 times. This is going to be a hard one since when I’m not running around to classes and work, all I want to do is nap and watch Netflix. I need to be more active!
3. Go grocery shopping! I haven’t gone shopping since I got back to DC. That means I’ve been living on pasta, soup, and other non-perishable foods for 2 weeks…
4. Cuddle with my new kitties. This won’t be hard. I can actually check this off right now. My … Read more
This week, my good friend Shira Hereld wrote a guest post about her experiences with an eating disorder and how the praise she received after losing weight post-eating disorder was unwanted and inappropriate.
This summer, I lost 15 pounds. I also reached the peak of my self-esteem in the eleven-odd years since puberty. These facts are not related.
See, in August, for the first time since I began suffering from an eating disorder (ED) in high school, I felt completely at one with my body. I strutted through Spain in a midriff shirt, with enough good feelings to share with the entire world. Best of all, my newfound self-love was entirely separate from weight.
Then I returned home, and my family began to comment positively on my un-realized weight loss. Then I stepped on a scale, and had a number to put to my confidence. Then I began to receive compliments about my “new” body. Here’s the problem:
All I ever wanted during my years of disordered thinking (and months of actual purging) was to lose weight. I spent countless exhausted days on a scale, counting down each ounce I’d managed to take off.
This summer, I finally went … Read more