A new collection of essays about fatness came out this spring: Queering Fat Embodimentis an academic book that looks at numerous perspectives on fatness, culture, and identity. We're publishing an excerpt of from final chapter, "Fashion’s 'Forgotten Woman’: How fat bodies queer fashion and consumption," by Margitte Kristjansson.
“Those are the directors?” This question, delivered as a scoff, came from the man sitting behind me as the directors of the Etheria Film Night shorts program walked to the stage of Hollywood’s Egyptian theater for a Q&A.
Sometimes it might feel impossible to find women playing psychedelic, synthed-out tunes. Here are some stand-out tracks that deserve more play. Get your dream pop, shoegaze, and your slow-burn noise tracks here. Warning: the last track is 15 minutes that you will not regret.
I'm powerful. I'm fabulous. I'm unashamed. I'm a boss-ass bitch....most of the time. No matter how much I have been empowered, I seem to come back to my cup size, or lack of it. I love myself, but I can't escape the feeling that I need to be larger for acceptance. The hard part is that women cause me to feel this way as much as men do, the eyes that go up and down, sizing competition and establishing beauty.
I got hooked on Devious Maidswhen it premiered last year a for good reason: I was excited to see so many Latina actresses in their 30s and 40s engaging issues of race, class, and gender within the soap opera formula. As part of the Lifetime Network brand, I didn’t expect deep and subtle storytelling, I expected fun, sexy, romantic, sentimental and overly dramatic camp. And I got it. While there was much to like about the women in the initial episodes, I became quickly disillusioned with the show.