My Twitter bio states: Reading the internet since 2001. NO SPOLIERS. Based on a joke (ok, not really) about what I'm currently reading, which is always and forever, the internet. I'm about 50% done guys! Previously, on 'The Internet', is a weekly listicle of what I eyeballed. Down to business.
- Some babies are easier than others. This is both comforting and true to my experience.
- Not gonna lie, sometimes I totally rock 'TV hair' - but woah it's true, when did TV hair become a thing?
- The BEST 'about' page on the Internet. Hands down.
"DO NOT ASK ME TO WORK FOR NO MONEY DO NOT ASK ME TO WORK FOR NO MONEY. The answer will probably be no and then “fuck you. Why don’t you value my labour?”. I am a freelancer FFS. And yes, how nice that a Member of Parliament, lobbyist or full-time employed eminent charity worker agreed to your terms of NO MONEY. Of course they did. It is a job they are PAID TO DO. I AM A FREELANCER. IF I DO NOT WORK FOR A DAY I DO NOT GET PAID FOR A DAY. MY INDUSTRY IS IN CRISIS FOR THE SAKE OF FUCK. PAY ME OR FUCK OFF."
- The teacher every child deserves. This is is just brilliant. Maths the Bey way.
- Female friendship groups have been a good topic this week and it also coincided with my Wimmins day out, so fate. First there was this piece about a super secret sorority sisterhood Facebook group. My first thought was that I'm lucky enough to be part of a much smaller yet very similar version of this so it makes total sense to me. And even though the title of this is a little misleading - Why I Sext My Best Friends, I really like this. I like the idea of throwing down a selfie and not being all 'sorry about my face/no make up/flab rolls lol' and being met with nothing but praising hands emoji. Because that's what my WIMMIN do best - love and cheerleading and awesome emoji use. Hands up who wants in on the titpics?
- I'm heavily in to black tights. Here they are ranked for us UK gals.
- The soul crushing reality of the stay at home Dad. Guys, I struggled with this. Isn't this just the reality of, oh I don't know SO MANY WOMEN? But I guess coming from a man, it's different? Feel free to tell me if I'm being harsh here.
- Despite one of my besties insisting that emojis are over (LALALALACATEICANTHEARYOU) I continue to use and read and advocate for them. (Omg guys, can we take a moment to imagine emoji advocate as a JOB?) This on Emoji feminism makes the case for how much further they have to evolve - we need representation! I'm also very much here for this Georgia O'Keefe emoji.
- Fuck yeah! In praise of ugly journaling . I definitely have a bit of visually pleasing ocd so this was a good reminder that not everything has to look good.
- Make a cup of tea and sit down for this one, it's worth it. Up Against the Centerfold: What It Was Like to Report on Feminism for Playboy in 1969. It is fascinating. And will also make it want to throw things, obviously.
- Excellent tips on creativity from Elizabeth Gilbert
"You will never hear more complaints than from people who live in creative fields. They are the most whingy, bitchy children that you’re ever going to meet. And the sense of entitlement and anguish that comes out of those people’s mouths makes me insane. You get to try to spend your life engaging with the absolute highest use of the human mind, and all you want to do is bitch about it? Shut up! No one made you do this. To act as though you’re burdened by your gifts, and burdened by your talent and exhausted by your creative endeavors, as though you were committed to it by an evil dictator rather than having chosen it with your free will is also ridiculous. And finally, and worst of all, you’re scaring inspiration away. Inspiration, like all of us, wants to be loved and appreciated, and if it hears you talking about how much it’s ruining your life, it will take its business elsewhere. So whenever I hear creative people complaining about how it’s a battlefield, and how they’re bleeding over their work, and how awful it is, I always want to whisper to inspiration and be like, “Hey, if you’re sick of her, just come over to me.'
- The Last Lifestyle Magazine - How Kinfolk created the dominant aesthetic of the decade with perfect lattes and avocado toast. The #kinfolk tag is used on average, once a minute on Instagram. That kind of blows my mind. Reading this I was kind of bored and glazed over, with moments of my ears pricking up. So sort of how I feel about the Kindolk aesthetic.
- And now for something completely different. Alice Isn't Dead is a new podcast I listened to, alone, in bed, in the dark. Which, whilst it made it infinitely more scary, it definitely worked to set the mood. This fictional story is narrated by a woman driving a truck across America. (I liked her voice a lot). The first episode revolves around a diner encounter which, to be frank, is shitting scary. And yet I was gripped. She's relating the story to Alice, via a Wallis talkie which frequently cuts out and picks up in a different place. Really good listening to something so out of my wheelhouse.
- I want one of these hair post its, and am mesmerised by these face brushes.
- Meanwhile, offline - the 6 year old and I watched this video of Caitlin Moran this week, which lead to an interesting discussion about chores at home. After talking about IWD he first asked, "is there a day for boys?", which, *gritted teeth emoji" but then he said "Mummy, I think the world is fairer for boys than girls" which made my feminist heart swell to 3 times the size. I may have bought this pink silky bomber jacket which is being modelled by a 6 year old. I made these meringues, adding 65g of melted chocolate and then melted more on top which is highly advisable. To serve, whip 2tbs of Nutella into 150ml double cream. So, so good. I went to London and ate some delicious wet brisket with awesome wimmim, and drank an amazing Asian daiquiri. I'm going to confess to mine and my husband's tiiiiiiny Bachelor addiction here, and we watched the final whilst shouting hysterically - only slightly more than at every other episode.