Chains of Love

When someone says: “I’m jealous because I love you”, it’s like a sudden chain snaps on – it can both connect and imprison.

Would you believe your lover if he told you he had never been attracted to another woman? Of course not. It’s a sweet thing to say, but you know it can’t be completely true.

It’s a wonderful fact of life that we can be attracted to all sorts of people in all sorts of interesting ways. The question is: why (and where) do we draw the line in a monogamous romantic relationship?

Pyrrhic Patriarchy

I discovered the word "pyrrhic" in a blog entry on feminism (and those of you who have complained, please note that I take no liability for where you end up three clicks from that link).


The word means "achieved at excessive cost" or "successful with heavy losses", double edged, damage not justified by gains. And it's odd how rarely feminists temper the popular misperception of "patriarchy = male power" which may be one of the key reasons your average male will not identify as feminist. 

The F-Word

Feminism, of course.

I was reading an ethical slut's blog this morning (as one does) and found an unexpected diatribe against being "shoehorned" into a box labelled "sex-positive feminist".

Shoes

Carrie Bradshaw understands shoes. I do not.

It's a contemporary stereotype that women must have a relationship with their foot-covering - well, my relationship is one of HATE. My housemate reports an increased heart-rate at the thought of shoes and owns at least one pair that she knows she can never wear. I would much prefer to walk the world barefoot, but am prevented by temperature and glass shards.

"Why is it that girls seem to like walking barefoot more than guys?" my lover asked me.

My answer: women's shoes are not made for comfort. I associate pleasure with the thought of being free from blisters, high heels and thoughts of style.

What are female shoes for then?