I’m back home from spending 10 days at my parents and i have a lot i want to blog about (my thoughts on the girl group - little mix) but mainly i want to say, fuck there is something about having a group of guys who have known you since you were 18 and who are gonna call you a ‘lefty-liberal’ multiple times in the course of a night, and introduce you as ‘vanj’ to all of their work colleagues, and are absolutely gonna call you out if you misspeak in an argument, but who also finish conversations with ‘i love you’, and freely give physical affection without a thought, and are gonna take you to brunch when you are hungover and sad about the fact that sometimes maybe your mum doesn’t treat you very good.
Jesus, i dunno, i miss that, and them, and i would put up with shitty family stuff forever as long as i got them on weekends.
“I design clothes because I don’t want women to look all innocent and naïve…I want woman to look stronger…I don’t like women to be taken advantage of…I don’t like men whistling at women in the street. I think they deserve more respect. I like men to keep their distance from women, I like men to be stunned by an entrance. I’ve seen a woman get nearly beaten to death by her husband. I know what misogyny is … I want people to be afraid of the women I dress.”—Alexander McQueen (via penthas)
“17% of cardiac surgeons are women, 17% of tenured professors are women. It just goes on and on. And isn’t that strange that that’s also the percentage of women in crowd scenes in movies? What if we’re actually training people to see that ratio as normal so that when you’re an adult, you don’t notice?
…We just heard a fascinating and disturbing study where they looked at the ratio of men and women in groups. And they found that if there’s 17% women, the men in the group think it’s 50-50. And if there’s 33% women, the men perceive that as there being more women in the room than men.”—Source: NPR: Hollywood Needs More Women (via albinwonderland)
the good thing about getting older is that sometimes you’ll have arguments with your parents that make you so mad you need two weeks to cool off before you can call them again, and while you’ll cringe at the fact you are using the phrase ‘it makes me feel…’ to your always stoic dad, he’ll say, ‘i hope i never make you feel dismissed’ and end the call with how proud he is of the women you’ve become. and it won’t matter that your mum was the one you were really mad at because you’ll feel light enough to just talk to her about how sad you are that you’re not married to harry styles.
I was super sad about turning 25 but then i woke up on my birthday and thought ‘fuck it’. I had candy in bed with my flatmate and nailed a presentation at work and had coffee with Amy (who i miss because she is being super brainy and killing it at uni) then i had margaritas at lunch and had an amazing dinner with my parents and then i spent the next two days getting drunk with my friends and doing fun stuff with my parents.
Basically, I spent the last 4 days eating lots and getting super spoiled by my friends and today I went to the gym and being 25 is a-ok with me.