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This phrase deserves all the stars!

I’m glad I’m not the only one really invested. And because I’m so invested, I’m going to deliver my thesis to you. It’s titled, Why Baba Yaga is the Ultimate Feminist and Beauty Icon. (I sort of already posted this sorry for spamming I’M JUST REALLY INVESTED????)

Society wants women to be wives and mothers, Baba Yaga lives alone and eats kids. Baba Yaga is both punk and metal. Baba Yaga is the embodiment of mother nature’s danger and cruel balance. BABA YAAAAGAAAAA!

“Hags before stags” is my next (read: first) tattoo. Brilliant.

That sounds like it would smell really good. I can also see some beauty accessories, like a mini broom make up brushes and a mortar and pestle for mixing powder makeup. I grew up with Baba Yaga stories and I never heard about her flying in a mortar and pestle. That seems to be a more western addition.

I’ve been seeing a lot of costumes and art where Yaga has chicken feet. She’s supposed to have regular human feet, her house has chicken feet. I grew up with Baba Yaga stories and this has really been bothering me.

SO all about that Hag Life.

Crone powa!! Hags before stags!

I’m already dreaming about what my Baba Yaga look will entail. I’m thinking some gray streaks in my hair. Real gray not pastel silver. No more trying to make my skin look glowy—tired will be the in-look.

I saw a play about Baba Yaga as a very small child and for years after, my dreams were haunted by this vague memory of a terrifying house on chicken legs. So when I finally learned the witch’s name, it was kind of a big deal. I still feel a closeness to that chicken house. Baba Yaga must win.

It’s not makeup, but perfume is considered beauty, right? (They used to have Chicken-Legged Hut, too, but it was discontinued a while ago.)

She shows up as a key character in a Netflix original all-legend mash-up, too. Show is called “Legend Quest”.

I’ve been going back and forth between Baba Yaga and Siren. After reading this comment, I really wish I’d voted Siren.

Solidly and compellingly put, my crone sister.

These are both worthy options, but I’m all in for Baba Yaga. Once we’re no longer lethal-sex desirable, we are all the crone. Our wisdom is our power. Our rejection of the patriarchy is the reason they fear us. We surround ourselves with our sisters because Fuck Dudes. We are mysterious and strong and don’t care what

I’ve been anti Baba for awhile, mainly cause she keeps knocking out my faves. I think if that wasn’t the case, I’d be more inclined to pick her, but at this point it’s a whole thing.

When Baba Yaga wins despite my vote, I expect Jezebel to put out a Baba Yaga beauty tutorial.

After years of sighing in disappointment at the tendency of the brackets to coalesce around the most neutral options, I’m pleased to see that Jezebel is firmly on the side of the murderous and monstrous.

The suspense is killing me.