In 1978, clinical psychologists Pauline Clance and Suzanne Imes published a paper, “The Imposter Phenomenon in High Achieving Women: Dynamic and Therapeutic Intervention,” which theorized that young women, in particular, were most affected by what they termed impostor phenomenon, an “internal experience” of feeling…
Potlucks are dumb and bad.
Goo goo ga ga. I want a memoir deal so let’s talk about how being a grownup is hard! Wah wah wah!
This is me, the captain, purposefully sailing it into an iceberg. I hope the death of all those aboard is speedy and painful.
At the beginning of Titanic, Jack (RIP) wins his tickets on the doomed ocean liner from a couple of Swedes named Olaf and Sven. I bet they felt pretty lucky, huh???
FYI: Demi Lovato’s oft-forgotten sister, Poot, gives the best performance in Titanic. Here’s proof!
Look at these two. Get a room, already!
A lot of people say that chicken is a good meat, but they are wrong. It is a bad meat.
It has come to my attention, though frankly, I should have realized it earlier, that there’s probably plenty of high-quality literature out there from burgeoning feminists who’ve taken a Women’s Studies 101: Here’s the Difference Between You, a Man, Calling Me a Cunt and Me Calling Myself One class, on this website…
It’s Friday, the last day of Jezebel’s Titanic blog, which is as good a time as any to remind you all that the story of Jack and Rose had a happy ending after all.
I was eight years old when Titanic the movie came out. I saw it twice in theaters and, for reasons lost to history, purchased two copies of the two-tape VHS release, dreaming of the day when I too could threaten to throw myself off a boat and end up dancing a sexy jig in steerage with a bad boy artist. It was truly a…
I realized being a man at Jezebel, a feminist blog, would be tough on my first day. After arriving to work in a new outfit, holding a latte from the coffee shop where I looked forward to becoming a regular, the site’s editor-in-chief, Emma Carmichael, led me past the red-stained floor of Jezebel’s pod inside Gawker…
It’s rare to find a blogger who has both intellectual and physical prowess (at least in ball sports), and Thursday’s competition made it clear that ours have a blind spot when it comes to aim.
A lot of talk goes on in the New York media scene about who the stupidest bitch is. For Gawker Media’s 2016 Senior Week, I thought I’d air out some dirty laundry: it’s me.
We get a lot of tips from our readers here at Jezebel, and sometimes, in all the whirl and hubbub, things fall through the cracks. It’s regrettable, it’s a little embarrassing, and it means it’s taken us a full day to write about this British judge who called a Nazi a cunt in court.
England as is in 2016, post-Brexit vote but pre-actual Brexit, is a wild time. Its government is a total shitshow (though feckless rogue figures like Boris Johnson make Americans feel a little less alone in the Trump plight). It’s this spirit of uncertainty and chaos that fosters adrenaline and a fuck-all attitude in…
If you are a person who has sex with men, you’ve likely encountered this very real phenomenon: After fucking, while you’re still a tangle of sweaty limbs and heaving torsos, your partner—probably still inside you—looks deeply into your eyes and whispers a husky and sensitive “hey.”
Welcome to Midweek Madness, where we don’t go to our original magazine store, our recently shuttered backup magazine store, or the second backup magazine store that’s close to the office but only has the tabloids 30 percent of the time, and instead try something a little different because it’s Senior Week.
Welcome to Titanic Wednesday. It is what it sounds like—a day to talk about the 1997 Academy Award-winning film Titanic.
