Fuck Yeah, Gender Studies! was set up to discuss gender, sexuality, body politics & related issues from the very personal to the universal & everything in between; to address those gender/sexuality issues that, though of great importance, get fewer column inches than they should. For more information, please use the links below.
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In the last few days i’ve had an influx of new followers (hello!) so i thought i’d take a moment to introduce/remind (delete as appropriate) you to/of the blog—especially as i know most of my readers only see things via their dashboards and not via the blog proper. So:
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Finally, hello again. My dog says hello too.
Festive, n’est-ce pas? I made it! (Baking is a feminist act!) Have a good one. Hopefully that’s at least a day off. Maybe a turkey, maybe Chinese food, maybe some snow?!!
See you in a couple of days!
This is an excellent piece in the Guardian.
Pop music had often cast women as sweet, bright creatures, but Winehouse’s lyrics revealed something mulchier, messier. Here was a woman who refused to conform – not in the eccentric mad woman in the attic mould of Kate Bush or Björk, but a woman who chose to live a little wild, follow her heart and sing of the simple stew of being female. Her songs were filled with broad talk, cussing, drink and drugs and dicks, songs that could hinge on one magnificent, unladylike question: “What kind of fuckery is this?”
