From Our Readers: The Things I Realized When I Decided to Be a Feminist
Feminism is defined as "the belief that men and women should have equal rights and opportunities."
The day, I knew I was a feminist opened a world of possibilities. I wanted to be the girl who educates others, the girl who uses her voice to preach that "women are not inferior or superior to men but we are their equal." But then I realized that I am not a celebrity or a person of influence, I am merely a student, a daughter, a girl.
However, I can be the girl who dresses for herself. Fashion is a form of self-expression, it’s a form of art. I can refuse to dress more conservative to protect myself, what I wear should not decrease my safety. I can choose to wear pants over a skirt, if I want to. One of my closest friends chose to wear pants instead of a skirt and stockings to school every day for six years. People questioned her because every other girls wore a skirt. And she would tell people, "I wear pants because they're more comfortable and that's that."
That's the thing about fashion, the options are endless. You can wear pants, shorts, skirts, dresses whenever and wherever you want to. My fashion choices do not conform to society's expectations but more notably, I do not dress to impress a boy. I can be the girl who dresses to impress myself.CONTINUE READING BELOWRecommended Videos
I can be the girl who comforts a boy and tell them everything is going to be okay. I can offer him my shoulder to cry on and he would not be judged. I can reassure him that he is not weak and remind him that he is human. He does not have to live up to the societal expectation of masculinity where a man is strong, a man is tough, and that he must uphold his reputation. I will listen to his problems and help him find answers. The most important part of a relationship is effort, it's a two way spectrum. When I'm upset, broken or lost, he has to do the same for me.
He can be my comfort and I can be his rock.
I can be the girl who encourages younger girls to dream. I have a lot of young female cousins in my life, and I want them to believe that they can achieve anything they put their hearts into. If they want to be artists, dancers, or musicians, they should be able to share their talents with the world. If they want to be doctors, lawyers, or politicians, they should be able to share their intelligence with the world. If they want to be sporting superstars, engineers, or miners, they should not be discouraged from their aspirations because they are entering male-dominated industries.
I do not want them to drift away from something they are interested in because they think they're supposed to or because they're afraid of how they'll look. I can be the girl who raises awareness to the individual potential each young girl possesses.ADVERTISEMENT - CONTINUE READING BELOW
I can be the girl who teaches young boys how to treat girls as their equals. I also have a lot of male cousins and I do not want them to think women are their inferiors. I want them to know that girls can do everything they can do. I want them to know that it is wrong to look at a girl as an object, it is wrong to treat a girl as his possession, and it is prominently wrong to hit a girl. But everyone is equal, on a scale, genders need to be balanced. I want them to know it is wrong for a girl to judge them based on their appearance, it is wrong for a girl to expect him to spend his money on her, and it is wrong for a girl to hit him, too.
I can be the girl that explains to young boys and girls they can work together, not hurt each other.ADVERTISEMENT - CONTINUE READING BELOW
Finally, I can be the girl who supports other girls. Their accomplishments are not my failures. Everything they have achieved makes me proud of the gender I was born into. I look up to women in history; the suffragettes who fought for our rights to vote, Coco Chanel who dressed in pants and suits, Amelia Earhart who was the first woman to fly across the Atlantic, and Marie Curie who founded radioactivity. I look up to women in modern society: JK Rowling, writer of the one the greatest pieces of children's literature, Sophia Amoruso, the founder of NastyGal and to all the feminists fighting for our fundamental rights.
I can be the girl who supports other girls. Their accomplishments are not my failures.
All of these women found strength to succeed in a society which oppresses them. My fellow females are not my competitors but my teammates, for when one of us succeeds, all of us move forward towards equality. Men are not my enemy; we work together to coexist to achieve equality despite coerces by society. My mother once told me this, "In this world there will always be bullies; do not be the girl that gets bullied, be girl that fights."
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If you know me, and know me well, I am not the biggest fan of idyllic lifestyles. With a Type A personality, I act immediately upon whatever challenge that needs to be addressed. I actually enjoy keeping my mind preoccupied: doing university work in my favourite cafe then running errands around town, grocery shopping here, updating my accounts there, photocopying documents on the way down the street - all just in time before having a glass of champagne at the bar with my friends come evening.
And so, you could imagine my bewilderment when the next challenge to be faced was an extensive self-quarantine protocol. I didn’t know what to do when my greatest responsibility in this situation was to do nothing at all. My first few attempts to combat my consternation were very much rooted in distraction and imagination. My distractions involved conducting research, writing songs, calling family and friends, filming videos, and eating chocolate! My imaginations and fantasies were centred on travelling, shopping, even clubbing (which I rarely do) for when they find a cure to COVID-19. I did anything and everything that could be considered constructive in order to pass the time, mainly hoping I could just undertake the basic human necessities to survive - that is, eat and sleep the day through - until the next day comes, until the world is closer to becoming a better place, until quarantine ends, until my flight follows through, until I see my family and friends again.
Days in self-isolation and suspended flights turned to weeks and turned to months. By the third extension here in Spain where I study Fashion Business, I had to tell myself this shall be my new normal now, that I was blessed to be healthy, that I was tired of merely existing and missed what it was like to actually live - even if just within four walls. Little by little, I began to find significance in the simple occurrences of the day: the soft glare of the rising sun beaming golden streaks through my bedroom window upon waking up, the fragrance of freshly washed bed sheets that I had painstakingly hung to fit a relatively small clothes rack without crumpling them, the crunch and tanginess of warm toasted bread topped with raspberry marmalade, the buzzing sound of a phone call from home just waiting to be answered, to the caress of a fuzzy sweater to keep warm at night. I realised, “What pleasures to be enjoyed in the pause of slow living!” Through this continued pause, which I loathed at first, I began to appreciate each moment of the day rather than wish it would pass more swiftly, moments I had overlooked so often before the lockdown. I started to find that the challenge of self-isolation was never to pause both the regular routines of life as well as the positive emotions that came with these - as initially, I thought it meant to pause all happiness, so as to withstand a time of endurance in hopes for a better tomorrow, much like a form of delaying gratification. Life is just too fragile these days to delay gratification any further.
Life has paused, but it has not stopped. Believe that like any punctuation mark in a sentence, the pause will provide the right timing of things to take place. Till then, let us not waste our time waiting. Instead, we could be in the moment, seek substance in simplicity (that is, in what we already have), And enjoy the pleasure in pause. “Practice the Pause. When in doubt, pause. When angry, pause. When tired, pause. When stressed, pause. And when you pause, pray.”
Here's my two cents on the letter, call for help of our medical frontliners. Let’s hear what our healthcare workers have to say and try to understand it from their point of view, they have every right to criticize how this medical crisis is being handled by the government... after all, they're the experts on the topic. Though we see the frontliners as heroes in our eyes, the lack of concrete plans from the government to combat COVID-19 makes them feel otherwise. Healthcare workers are already starting to voice out how they feel as though they are being sacrificed as they follow through their sworn oath. We wouldn’t send our soldiers to war unarmed and without a concrete plan; the same should be expected for our frontliners. How can we send them to battle without proper gear? Why is there still a debate on whether mass testing is needed or not when the experts on that field continuously insist its importance in flattening the curve? Why is this still not the priority when it’s literally our lives on the line? It’s not like the medical experts demanding for mass testing are just stating their opinion about this mindlessly, they studied this laboriously. Make them feel heard so that all the sacrifices that they’re doing and all the deaths of their colleagues are not in vain. More than the words of praises, what our medical professionals truly need right now is TANGIBLE support. Here is to hoping they get that soon. @errren.22
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Here is a photograph taken yesterday from the photo shoot I did in our house. ? I really love dressing up and being dolled up, it makes me feel great and confident of who I am ?
I was actually hesitant to post these pictures of mine. My sister eveb asked me to change my Facebook Profile Picture and it took me hours to decide if I should. But, I realized that this is me, the real me. I should be confident of my body and of who I really am.
At the end of the day, I dress up not for other people but for myself ? To all the ladies out there and even gentlemen who are taking a second to think if they should post their pictures, worried about what will others say their body, remember that we just need to be just ourselves. Be confident and let us support each other ? Let us be friends! IG: @romynaaaaaaa_