I’d never thought of myself as one of those girls. You know the ones I mean. The ones who stare at themselves in the mirror for hours on end, painstakingly grabbing at every inch of their body that they dislike. The ones who carefully turn the pages of the glossy magazines, savouring every image of thin people with thin people problems. In fact, I’d never been particularly aware of my body at all. Or at least, not the size of it. I was a dancer, so I was aware of how my body moved. Aware of the lines it could create, the emotions it could evoke. But the size of my thighs? That had never crossed my mind. Of course, I was lucky. I was relatively thin, and dancing six days a week had left me with a fierce metabolism. But I also just wasn’t that fussed. My body was…

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On Tuesday, I wrote about how we can solve the problem of white feminism. Today, I went on yet another Twitter rant about the failings of white feminists. It would not, however, be fair for me to continue writing and talking about this issue without acknowledging my own hypocrisies and white feminism. — When I was 16, I stood up in front of 75 of my fellow students and talked for 20 minutes about why we still need feminism. To this day it remains one of my proudest achievements. It was the start of my journey as an outspoken feminist, and it sparked my passion for talking about feminism publicly and without shame. It was also the epitome of white feminism, failing to mention even in passing the struggles of women of colour or trans women or disabled women or women who were in any way not like me. Thankfully,…

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The world is not big enough for women. There are just so many incredible white men out there. By the time society has rewarded all of them, there simply isn’t enough room for all the women. It’s not that the world doesn’t want to let women in. It’s that letting too many women will upset the careful balance society has spent decades perfecting. It is not misogyny, it’s science. Too many women spoil the broth, or something. At least, that’s what we’ve been told. From birth, women have been told that there’s only a limited amount of space at the table for us. When a woman does get into the special all-male clubs, therefore, it’s an exciting moment for womankind. But getting a seat at the table as a woman is nothing like getting a seat at the table as a man. For a start, it’s widely accepted that the men…

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On the 9th February 2017, I had an idea. I’d been thinking a lot about communities – both online and offline – and it struck me that there were few places I could go to talk about activism. I don’t just mean the odd Twitter thread here or there, I mean really talk about activism. There was nowhere I could go to talk about how scared I was, how tired I was, how desperate I was to change the world. Nowhere to go for support AND practical ways to fight the terrifying rise of fascist and alt-right rhetoric and politics. So on the 9th February 2017, I had an idea. I had an idea for the Anti-Fascist Babe Club. While sat on the train for my morning commute, I scribbled down a rush of ideas and thoughts for the community I was so desperately seeking. On 13th March 2017, the…

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If you spend any time at all on the internet, you’ve probably heard of Zoe Sugg, AKA Zoella. You might not watch her videos or read her blog, but you’ve probably at least heard (or read) her name somewhere. She’s kind of a Big Deal. In case you haven’t heard of her, or you have but aren’t quite sure who she is and what she does, Zoe is a young British online personality. What started out as a beauty blog quickly evolved into a YouTube channel with over 11 million subscribers, a beauty and homeware range, and a book series. But not just any old book series – no, Zoella’s debut novel was the fastest selling debut novel of all time. Ever. Quite an achievement. Since shooting to fame that reaches beyond the sphere of YouTube, Zoe has received quite a lot of criticism. As mainstream media’s face of YouTube,…

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