If you’re stuck for things to look up, here are some things I’ve found I think are worth taking a look at.
Vintage Adverts. I think the sanitized tapeworms are my favourite. No doubt someone will be looking at our adverts someday and marvelling at how backward we must have been.
Because a flat tyre is as much an inconvenience as rape.
If My Name Was. Beautiful, bespoke dresses by Edinburgh-based designer, Laura Davidson. Be someone else for the night.
I wonder what sort of life they’ll find on Mars.
Slut Walk. I wouldn’t have thought that “no means no” was so difficult to remember, but apparently, every generation needs to be reminded. I don’t know that using the word “slut” aids its credibility, though. It’s not a word that’s ever had connotations of empowerment. Quite the opposite – it’s only ever been used against women and the attitude behind its use is an integral part of the ‘blame the victim’ treatment of those who have been raped. I don’t think it’s a word there’s any point trying to reinvent when there are so many positive ones we could use to describe ourselves.
Yarnbombing. Knit one purl one: an innovation in peaceful protest and urban art.
Vivienne Westwood’s Get A Life and her thoughts on the environment, politics, and culture.
Stirrups and Stories Powerful, candid, funny, splendid, and much needed.
Narrative Nipple. Looking for poems, stories, pictures, rants about people’s experience of breast cancer.
The Zimmers. Fabulous old folks with a collective age of almost 3700 and still singing and dancing their troubles away.
