judgement
The hyperfocus on what girls are wearing with a healthy heaping of judgment sends precisely the opposite message, underscoring that girls should be constantly concerned about what they are wearing and who might be judging them for it.
princesses
I understand the motivation behind people’s disdain for princesses and the whole princess marketing megashark that never stops swimming and eating all of us. But princesses pretty much kick ass.
shoes
I have a photo inventory of my shoe collection. And I'm not trying to be ashamed of that.
different is good
I wish I gave a shit about sports, the way Daisy does. But I don't. I care about My Little Pony and glitter instead.
feminism
Every time I post about my nail polish, I feel this frisson of "You are such a silly girl" - as though that's a bad thing to be, not what a "real writer" ought to be writing about. But that's just culturally-ingrained shame talking.
brutal honesty
I have so little patience these days with people who declare themselves to be “brutally honest” in the same world-weary, jaded way as someone gritting out, “I’ve been a political reporter in Syria for the last decade or so.”
makeup
The problem here wasn’t with the makeup, but with who was wearing it.
you are the advice columnist
I am at a loss for how to dress in a world where more formal usually means more feminine.