dear Bridget: who’s that lady

Dear Bridget,

There are so many things I want for you. I want you to know who you are. I want you to figure out what your dreams are and pursue them. And I want you to become a lady.

I know. It sounds like an antiquated concept. No doubt the word conjures an image of a 1950s housewife in a poofy dress, perched on the edge of a fancy sofa while she daintily sips her tea and waits for her husband to come home.

Um, no. What I want for you is not a male-driven concept of¬†femininity. That’s not what being a lady¬†is about. Quite the opposite, actually. (more…)

r-e-s-p-e-c-t

Thinspiration. Love your curves. Eat yourself skinny. You deserve an indulgence.

They’re everywhere–messages to women telling them what they should be or should do or should look like. Often perpetuated by other women.

There’s nothing wrong with wanting to be something better. I’m a big fan of being healthy, but staring at pictures of emaciated women? Not healthy, and certainly not practical.

On the flip side, I’m a big fan of loving yourself, of being comfortable in your own skin. But celebrating obesity isn’t healthy either. Love your curves, by all means, but don’t pretend your eating habits aren’t going to lead to diabetes or heart problems or joint problems. (more…)

lady up

It’s common practice. Women gushing over male celebrities, sighing at their pictures, excitedly discussing their latest looks. It doesn’t seem to matter whether or not the women are married, or the marital status of the men they drool over. Because they’re just looking. That’s completely acceptable.

Or is it?

When a guy checks out or ogles a woman, we usually consider that inappropriate, possibly even bordering on sexual harassment. But somehow, when a woman eyes a man, it’s permissible, even encouraged by other women. In this age of equality, what sense does that make? (more…)