All things girly

I picked up the latest issue of Bust last night and finally had an
opportunity to take a peek inside its glossy covers. I *heart* Bust.
Reading it always makes me happy to be a girl. It wreaks of new wave
feminism that eclipses anything our fore-mothers could have imagined
(ha! I know I just lost half of you by just dropping the f-word.) It's
funny because this post was originally going to be about how I love
d.i.y., but can I instead tell you why I love the new feminism that's
been brewing over the last few years and why I'm not afraid of the
f-word?

*I love that feminism these days embraces Sydney Bristow and America's Next Top Model.

*I love that feminism believes that men and women, while not the same, are equal.

*I love that the new feminism embraces and makes no apologies for women who choose to be strippers, stay-at-home moms, sluts, want no children of their own, or enjoy baking a Martha Stewart tart.

*I love that the new feminism wears make-up and isn't afraid to buy a vibrator.

*I love that the new feminism can be just as activist as our predecessors...just with new issues.

It's not everything, but it's enough.
--radicalflower