We teach girls to shrink themselves, to make themselves smaller. We say to girls, ‘You can have ambition, but not too much. You should aim to be successful, but not too successful. Otherwise you will threaten the man.’ Because I am female, I am expected to aspire to marriage. I am expected to make my life choices always keeping in mind that marriage is the most important. Now marriage can be a source of joy and love and mutual support. But why do we teach girls to aspire to marriage and we don’t teach boys the same? We raise girls to see each other as competitors – not for jobs or for accomplishments, which I think can be a good thing, but for the attention of men. We teach girls that they cannot be sexual beings in the way that boys are.
- horoscope: you breathe on a daily basis
- me: omg that is so me how did they do that
Miley Cyrus won the biggest award up for grabs at the VMA’s last night, winning “Video Of The Year” and instead of just going up on stage and taking her trophy, she very kindly took a young homeless man with her to represent the homeless community. She took him as her date then sent him up to collect the award for her, and he had written and said a lovely speech about being homeless and the charity whilst miley looked on in tears. Don’t you ever tell me she doesn’t have a heart of gold, she is an amazing human being.
Swan Queen Week | Day 1: Awkward Situation
“You sure this’ll throw Zelena off?” Emma asked as she stripped off her shirt.
“Of course it will,” Regina snapped, pulling on Emma’s jeans. She groaned. “How do you manage to get into these?”
Emma smirked. “Well my butt’s not as—” She stopped at Regina’s look. “Uhh…. my butt’s… I… I don’t have much of a butt…” She stopped talking and pulled on Regina’s shirt.
Regina gave a small smile before continuing. “Zelena thinks you’ve lost your magic. If we switch places, she won’t be expecting you to retaliate against her. I’ll confront her as you, and then when she leasts expects it, I’ll subdue her and—” She sighed, looking at her shirt on Emma’s body. “You’re hopeless.” She stalked over, her jeans still half off, and unbuttoned the wrongly buttoned shirt. “You have to line up the buttons.”
“I know how to button a shirt, Regina.”
“Clearly not, since these buttons are far from—”
The door burst open. “You loves done yet—” Hook paused, taking in the sight of the two half naked women before him and letting out a low whistle.
Regina scoffed. “Can it, pirate.” She flicked her hand and her body size matched Emma’s, letting her slide the jeans on with a little more ease.
Hook narrowed his eyes at Emma. “You know, love, if you didn’t like men, all you had to do was say so.”
“Like that would’ve stopped you,” Regina muttered as she slipped on a boot.
“What’s taking so long?” Snow called from the kitchen.
“Your daughter and Regina are having their final shag before the big fight,” Hook called back as he sauntered out of the room.
Emma brought a hand to her forehead. “Goddamn pirate…”