Jezebel: Tomboys

Mom Laments Daughter's Tomboy Style In Tide Ad

Margaret Hartmann — Tue, 09 Aug 2011 23:50:00 EDT

In 30 seconds this Tide commercial presents a troubling cocktail of gender stereotypes, and it's a bit hard to decipher. Are we supposed to relate to the uptight, creepy mom who wishes her daughter wore pink, or laugh at her for being neurotic and over-the-top girly? At worst, the ad plays on the fears we're supposed to have about girls like Shiloh, and at best it's just uncomfortable to watch. More »

Dudeliness is Next To Godliness

Erin Gloria Ryan — Sun, 21 Nov 2010 17:30:20 EST

I'm often told that I'm "like a guy,"and I'm expected to receive it as a compliment. Why? More »

Is The Word "Tomboy" Obsolete?

Anna North — Mon, 13 Apr 2009 14:40:00 EDT

The new, girlier incarnation of Dora the Explorer prompts The Minneapolis Star-Tribune to examine what may be a dying breed: the tomboy. More »

Where Have All The Tomboys Gone?

Katy Kelleher — Tue, 30 Dec 2008 15:40:00 EST

This morning we received a tip about a piece published Saturday in the Guardian on the death of the tomboy. Writer Stephanie Theobald, a former tomboy herself, wonders what has happened to all the boyish little girls. More »

Oh, Really? You Think That's A Good Picture Of Me? Are You Some Sort Of Underminer?

Moe — Wed, 19 Mar 2008 12:30:00 EDT

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You know? I am not a vain person. That is the point of the story, that I am reflective of some sort of neo-tomboy trend, a rising class of women who have tempered and quelled and repressed those instincts for so many years now that the prophecy has been fulfilled, and really, you know? I just don't care. When it comes to prettyness, I try to live off the grid, is how I like to say it, and even on those rare occasions when I am tilting my face to the left so as to minimize the chance that the magnitude of my nose will overwhelm my face into something you might imagine inspired the whole Surrealist movement, it is always a goal of mine, to eschew the pursuit of beauty because, you know, it is just so very ephemeral, in stark contrast to this blog post, ha ha ha ha ha. But anyway, that notion is, after all, why I did not protest when you dragged me up to the roof, where the wind would whip my already, let's face it, stringy and unruly and overgrown mop of hair around to the point of homelessness, or when you decided to crouch down close to the ground when you shot me, which everyone knows is the least flattering angle known to humankind. More »