Really interesting analysis. I think it is spot on for how womanhood is performative and how Jennifer Garner as harnessed the mini van majority.

Constance Wu is a god damn American hero.

They truly all seemed like wonderful human beings. I am glad that it wasn’t just an act.

God I hate that song. As for queer eye, I hate saying it, but watching it, and seeing how “loving” (their words) the men on it were to the clueless straight dudes made a huge impact on my parents who live in the midwest, and helped them see gay men as people with rights worth protecting.

The Toast was sooooo good!

I agree, I also think there is a strong strain of punishing women thrown in as well though. If those sluts want to have sex, they should suffer the consequences dontcha know?

The primary job of women is looking pretty. Which includes being slim. Duh.

Hey! I ran 5 miles of hard hills, then did strength training two days in a row where I lifted more than 35,000 pounds, and am doing boxing tomorrow where I corner drill with dudes who outweigh me by 100 pounds. Let’s get together and actually throw this dude in a pond. Please?

The white fragility on display in the comments section was so disheartening.

The Dunning-Kruger effect. It’s real.

This is genius. Well played.

AGREED!

She looks so pleased with herself!

I think this is really important for people to understand. My abusive ex boyfriend still messaged me through various ways for 15 years after I left him. I’d moved 2 time zones away and never responded to his messages. The last message I got from him was incredibly manipulative, he really turned on the charm. He ended…

I had an ex who did this too. He eventually did kill himself years after I left.

YES. I do this too. Navy blue lips with glitter. Crazy eyes. Things that are offputting to men, but please me. I want to look dangerous. I don’t want to look in a way that pleases men, but pleases me.

Thank you so much. This is amazing. As I read I am reminded of a boy who tormented me when I was in 6th grade by snapping my bra strap again and again. The taunts and laughter. How ashamed I felt that I needed a bra. How powerless I felt to stop it. That year I went from wearing soft pink sweaters and pretty skirts to…

I love this quote so much. I miss her already.

This year has been so fucking hard. My mom, who loved Prince, died shortly after he did. Her last Facebook post was about how she loved his music and mourned his death. When I flew back to help deal with end of life stuff, the airport was papered with magazines with Prince on them. Their deaths will be forever linked…

I have found my people!