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What it Feels Like For a Girl…

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Originally posted on Picking the Day:
This has been a hard post to write, and not in the way most people might think when they catch on to the content. It’s been something that has been bubbling under the surface for quite some time, long before #MeToo and the Times Up movement, long before the Weinstein scandal and subsequent stories that have surfaced since. Longer than I can quite put my finger on. I’ve been wanting write something about it for a while, but I couldn’t find the words. When recent media stories exploded, I felt even more that I should write something, but still, the words eluded me. It’s taken me quite some time to understand what I wanted to say, months and months of deep thought and deliberation, and I still I can’t say I’m completely convinced that I’m going to manage to express quite how I feel, but as this week marks the 100 year anniversary of the Suffragette Movement, I feel the time is right to do my best to try…

Salute to Pregnant Working Ladies Out there

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Originally posted on MiddleMe:
As I waddle my way into the third trimester, I really wish I can give each and every pregnant career woman a huge hug! Not that if you are pregnant and not working, you are not as important but I’m amazed how someone can be miraculously creating a baby inside her, wakes up at 6 or 7am in the morning, be immaculately dressed and dolled up, be in office on time, participants endless boring meetings and still make it home in one piece after an hour commute in the subway, under the jostling of tired folks in suits. That is one amazing feat! Not to mention if she has more than one child, she still has to juggle another hyperactive toddler while trying to put dinner together and clean up last night’s dinner. I wake up every day at 8am, sorry to correct that, I rolled off the bed at 8am in the morning to prep for breakfast for my family otherwise, I’ll get hell (of meows) from my cats. Then…

The Groans of a Pregnant Working Mum

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Originally posted on MiddleMe:
As I was working on the research of my article “Working and Pregnant at the Same Time”, I interviewed a number of pregnant working women all over the world. I found out that my first article did not bring out their workplace groans as I would love to do hence this article is a representation of their voices. Enjoy! “My boss is extremely supportive and in fact, she and I got pregnant at the same time! But when she cut short her maternity leave to come back to work, she had expressed explicitly that she hoped that I do the same. I didn’t but I felt so guilty when I went back to work.” Alice, 28, Fashion Buyer “I had the most evil boss ever. He made sure I do overtime even he knows I am in my third trimester and I am due in a month. He made me feel guilty for being pregnant. Fortunately for me, when I came back from my maternity leave, he was transferred to another…

Un-Know

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BeautyBeyondBones I don’t know about you, but sometimes, I wish I could “un-know” things. You know what I mean? Like, I wish I didn’t know some of the things I do. I wish I could un-learn them. Un-see them. Like Justin Timberlake with cornrows. Or the girl from the movie, The Ring. That disturbing image will forever be seared into my brain. And, this is coming from the girl who was terrified of scary movies, and would “watch” those flicks from behind a pillow when my friends would insist on watching them. Or if you walk in on your parents “doing it.” Not that that’s ever happened to me. But so I’ve heard. I did walk in on my friend’s dad pooping….that was pretty scarring. Never went over to that house again, that’s for dang sure. But all jokes aside, there are things that I just wish I didn’t have knowledge about. I… View original post 732 more words

Why All Girls Are Players- Even If They Don’t Know It

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Originally posted on Rosie Culture:
“Boys will be boys” is a frequently used phrase – but no one ever really talks about how girls will be girls. Girls are taught at a young age how to get what they want. We are told that when boys are mean, they like us. We are told that being pretty will get you pretty far in life. So do your hair, put on your make up, and always look your best. We are taught that we hold a special power over men – you just have to figure it out. And although we are still often treated as the lesser sex, we do hold a lot of power. A lot of us have learned to harness that power in order to not be the lesser sex. Yet the boys that will be boys are always the ones that are called out for playing games. For being a player, a bad guy, a phony. But we all do it – girls just do it in a trickier way. We don’t openly…

A Day in Uluwatu

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TRAVELLING THE WORLD SOLO I awoke after a day exploring Balinese temples and the Ubud area bubbling to the brim with excitement! My best girl Tessa had landed in Bali and I was going to get to spend the day exploring Uluwatu with her. Her boyfriend Benno would also be joining us – but as he’s a pretty good egg, I wasn’t dreading being a third wheel like I normally would. After a morning swim in my little plunge pool, I took a leisurely 10 minute stroll from my villa at Daluman to where she was staying – Acacia Villas. It was located in a bit of a rabbit warren and thus could have proven difficult to find – but Google Maps had my back! Her villa was luxurious. As she was travelling in a group of six people, they were able to splash out and get something extra extravagant and split… View original post 936 more words

Malina Suliman | Artist

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Malina Suliman derives from a traditional and conservative town, Kandahar, in Afghanistan. After receiving threats regarding her rebellious street art she relocated to the Netherlands. Her work examines the burqa’s place in Afghan culture and other struggles of her generation in Afghanistan. Suliman is also the founder of the Kandahar Fine Arts Association (KFAA).

Midnight Swims in Bali

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TRAVELLING THE WORLD SOLO Moving my home base from Adelaide to Darwin was something that happened very quickly and something I did for many reasons. Darwin is literally on the other side of the country from Adelaide and the two cities are worlds apart. Darwin is as close to Singapore as it is to Adelaide and as a result – it is a total melting pot of culture. So what prompted the change? I have felt the need for a long term sea change for years now. Adelaide is a wonderful city, but to me it felt stagnant and monotonous, like nothing could ever really surprise me. My ultimate goal is to work with MSF (Doctors Without Borders) and with the Royal Darwin Hospital being the closest tertiary hospital for an enormous catchment area spanning three states, numerous islands and many remote communities – I knew it would be the place to really get… View original post 651 more words