Please, will one of you marry me PLEASE because this is happening. (Also, it would help if you had a daughter I could put in an adorable mini-suit.) (Lots of requirements, but I'M WORTH IT!) (?)
I know "tomboy" isn't all encompassing, but the name of the shop is Tomboy Tailors, and I didn't have enough room in the headline to add "butch/boi lesbians, trans-masculine individuals, and women and men of any identity who have a strong sense of self-expression."
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…
I'm often told that I'm "like a guy,"and I'm expected to receive it as a compliment. Why?
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.
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…