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"Feminists are depicted as “angry extremist” " -- the reason that happens is because there are so many radical feminists like that. It's not like the media is depicting feminists in a way that is completely fabricated. The depiction you see is based on how so-called feminists ACT. That's what too many people forget. "Feminism" is **NOT** a dictionary definition. It's not. Feminism will be defined by the ACTIONS of feminists. We need to FIGHT against the radicals if we want to save feminism!
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I understand where you are coming from but I’m don’t entirely agree. The Media has a LOT of control over defining feminism, and as a result, feminists suffer from the same mediated condition as Muslims: news stations always like to show the radicals because they’re trying to scare us into believing anyone who identifies as a Muslim or a Feminist MUST BE EXTREMISTS. This is a problem because probably only something like 1% of people who identify themselves as Muslims or Feminists behave in radical ways. But mainstream media like to present them as a dominant stereotype. 

The only time feminists get any air time on mainstream media is when they are showing their tits and hissing and screaming. When women try to bring feminist ideas into the mainstream in less extreme ways (eg. Beyonce, Tina Fey etc), people mostly end up talking about all the ways they fail to be feminist (focusing largely on how they conform to standards of femininity, how dare they).

Media representation also goes further than real life people: feminists in movies and TV shows are always presented as extremist. The first example that comes to my head is when Enid, the typecast feminist in Legally Blonde, boasts about single-handedly organising “the march for Lesbians Against Drunk Driving”. And then she does this speech :” take the word semester: a perfect example of this school’s discriminatory preference of semen to ovaries. That’s why I’m petitioning to have next term be referred to as the winter ovester.” Her pursuits are set up by the movie to seem excessive and silly (WHICH IS LITERALLY HOW FEMINIST IS ALMOST ALWAYS PORTRAYED): crazy women trying to find problems with everything. It’s like that tumblr text post: “Mango, why not womango?? Stop Sexism”. People are always taking the piss out of feminism, and by doing so they undermine what feminism is actually about. Young girls like me when I was 16 didn’t want to be feminists because every unquestioned feminist figure on TV seemed crazy and unrelateable. Even WORSE, men stop taking feminists seriously.  

I don’t believe we necessarily have to “fight” the radical feminists, because that seems to fundamentally negate feminism’s purpose to empower all women. But I do agree with you that we need to work to REDEFINE popular conception about what feminists look and behave like. Feminists DON’T HAVE TO be radical feminists. And feminists are allowed to be feminine. It’s really just about letting women be whatever female they choose to be, regardless of whether that’s a radical feminist or a stay-at-home mother. They are all women, and they all deserve to be respected and empowered. 

Phew, long rant, people really shouldn’t get me started on feminism. But thank you so much for engaging in this conversation with me!!

So there’s this really cool chick called Emma who I adore so much that love hearts spontaneously float around us whenever we’re together. It’s pretty cool. #hbdemma #6 #bff

So there’s this really cool chick called Emma who I adore so much that love hearts spontaneously float around us whenever we’re together. It’s pretty cool. #hbdemma #6 #bff

Me and my two future roommates eating rice paper rolls, imagining our bunny named bunny, and asking the waitresses at misschu to take cute Polaroids of us! One of my favourite nights this year!

Me and my two future roommates eating rice paper rolls, imagining our bunny named bunny, and asking the waitresses at misschu to take cute Polaroids of us! One of my favourite nights this year!

Look what pretty thing finally arrived in the mail!! #timetravel #watch #whattimeisit? 🌍🌎🌏

Look what pretty thing finally arrived in the mail!! #timetravel #watch #whattimeisit? 🌍🌎🌏

Birthday Brunch for the beautiful @alexlilley 🎁 #lilsturns19 #laschicas #isthishowyouinstagram

Birthday Brunch for the beautiful @alexlilley 🎁 #lilsturns19 #laschicas #isthishowyouinstagram

SUMMER RECAP

People always ask me "How were your holidays", to which I reply “good thanks!”, but unless I went travelling, nothing seems significant enough to talk about. But today I started thinking about all the good things I’ve done this summer, including those significant self-growing moments that no one ever talks about but SHOULD BECAUSE THEY ARE DIFFICULT TO GET AROUND TO!

So as I’m going back to Uni tomorrow, which I’m bloody excited about, & a friend reminded me today that it’s officially Autumn, & I can’t believe how both quick & slow this summer has passed, I believe it is important for me to reflect on the GREAT, WONDERFUL TIMES I’ve had & be so, so grateful!

  • Got a sub-editing position with Farrago!!!
  • Published a piece with Hijacked!
  • Went to Falls Freaking Festival
  • Did the Color Run
  • Began Bikram Yoga & ADORE IT
  • Got a beautiful iPhone (it’s so pretty guys I’m so excited)
  • Rearranged the furniture in my room, something I’ve been wanting to do FOR YEARS!
  • Befriended my work mates, which means I love work now!
  • GOT A RAISE HELL YEAH
  • SWAM IN THE BEAUTIFUL OCEAN!
  • Started a blog
  • Started an Instagram
  • Invited these lovely kids to run child-wisdom with me!
  • Had some really great times with family & friends

I’ve had a fab summer, & I’m so excited to start my second year of Uni (even though I have to start it at 9am)! Hope you all had a great one too, & feel free to tell me your list of proud & funky moments! 

someone decorated the trees in my local park with beautiful yarn & it made my day #knittaplease

someone decorated the trees in my local park with beautiful yarn & it made my day #knittaplease

HI FRIENDS! 
A few weeks ago I submitted an article to the newly launched online-magazine HIJACKED and it got published!! I am super excited about this because it is my first commissioned piece ever! It was a dear-diary moment indeed!
In my piece "How To Adult", I give you almost-adults six quick and easy tips on how to be an adultier adult. You can trust my advice, I am a certified adult.  
If you would like to give it a read, click the image or here. I hope you like it, let me know what you think as I’m still trying to learn & figure out my style! You should also give some of the other articles a read, because I have and they are hilariously intelligent!
YAY FOR ACTUALLY GETTING MY BUTT OUT OF BED & DOING SOMETHING THIS SUMMER!
Love Baya 

HI FRIENDS! 

A few weeks ago I submitted an article to the newly launched online-magazine HIJACKED and it got published!! I am super excited about this because it is my first commissioned piece ever! It was a dear-diary moment indeed!

In my piece "How To Adult", I give you almost-adults six quick and easy tips on how to be an adultier adult. You can trust my advice, I am a certified adult.  

If you would like to give it a read, click the image or here. I hope you like it, let me know what you think as I’m still trying to learn & figure out my style! You should also give some of the other articles a read, because I have and they are hilariously intelligent!

YAY FOR ACTUALLY GETTING MY BUTT OUT OF BED & DOING SOMETHING THIS SUMMER!

Love Baya 

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HAPPY NEW YEAR YOU FREAKING MAJESTIC HUMAN BEINGS!
I realise I am 3 days late in my well-wishing, but you must excuse my tardiness, for I have been recovering from FALLS FESTIVAL BABY! I have many stories to tell, with some wonderful photos to accompany them, but because most of my cool photos were taken on a disposable, this giant post will come later in the week.
I have many new years resolutions, and while in the past I have been a bit of a Ben Gates when it comes to setting virtually unattainable goals, this year I’ve decided to make my resolutions specific, clear & achievable:
Read a new book each & every month
Keep a journal
Volunteer
Get more pieces published, keep trying even when I get rejected, just keep writing & writing
Be more personal
You are all probably laughing at how vague and non-specific my resolutions still are, but let me assure you, I’ve come a long way since “be happy”. Aside from my resolutions, there has also been a few exciting things to happen in my life this past week which I would love to remember as part of what welcomed in 2014 with me:
I got an online editing position for Farrago Magazine!!
I have been commissioned by Hijacked Magazine for an online piece regarding adulthood, which I will link if it gets published
A picture of me & two friends at Falls was published on the 2nd page of the Herald Sun!
I’m at this point in my life where I can really feel myself moving forward. This year I really hope to grow & learn, to become a more intelligent & informed person. I hope to establish greater friendships & share more about myself with the people around me, & that includes all of you beautiful people who have stuck with me through all the existentialism & f.r.i.e.n.d.s references!
Apologising for the long-ass post & wishing you all a truly inspiring, heart-warming, safe & enlightening New Year!
Love Baya xoxxx

HAPPY NEW YEAR YOU FREAKING MAJESTIC HUMAN BEINGS!

I realise I am 3 days late in my well-wishing, but you must excuse my tardiness, for I have been recovering from FALLS FESTIVAL BABY! I have many stories to tell, with some wonderful photos to accompany them, but because most of my cool photos were taken on a disposable, this giant post will come later in the week.

I have many new years resolutions, and while in the past I have been a bit of a Ben Gates when it comes to setting virtually unattainable goals, this year I’ve decided to make my resolutions specific, clear & achievable:

  1. Read a new book each & every month
  2. Keep a journal
  3. Volunteer
  4. Get more pieces published, keep trying even when I get rejected, just keep writing & writing
  5. Be more personal

You are all probably laughing at how vague and non-specific my resolutions still are, but let me assure you, I’ve come a long way since “be happy”. Aside from my resolutions, there has also been a few exciting things to happen in my life this past week which I would love to remember as part of what welcomed in 2014 with me:

  1. I got an online editing position for Farrago Magazine!!
  2. I have been commissioned by Hijacked Magazine for an online piece regarding adulthood, which I will link if it gets published
  3. A picture of me & two friends at Falls was published on the 2nd page of the Herald Sun!

I’m at this point in my life where I can really feel myself moving forward. This year I really hope to grow & learn, to become a more intelligent & informed person. I hope to establish greater friendships & share more about myself with the people around me, & that includes all of you beautiful people who have stuck with me through all the existentialism & f.r.i.e.n.d.s references!

Apologising for the long-ass post & wishing you all a truly inspiring, heart-warming, safe & enlightening New Year!

Love Baya xoxxx


Dear Ally, 
I have not met you, but I have known you for three years now. Our correspondence has only been through the Internet, yet in this time, I have learnt enough about you to adore you, and I have learnt enough through you to know you are significant to me.
Today, you published a very personal, brave post  and I cried for you twice: once for your news, the second for your strength. My heart ached as I realised, although we’ve never met, hearing your news upset me greatly, and it’s all I can think about today. This, dear Ally, speaks so much of your character. It takes someone truly exceptional to have others weep for you before they have even met you.
I don’t know why things happen, and I believe people spend most of their lives in the pursuit of these reasons. It’s heartbreaking to realise that most of the time, there really are no reasons. Things happen as a response to something else that has happened, this cycle repeats, and this is life. The story of 2 lovers at Bed, Bath and Beyond becomes so much more complicated when you think about all the decisions required to make that moment possible: the BB&B stockist’s decision to stock a certain item that prompted one or both lovers to go that day, the car company’s decision to create that car and make it available to both lovers, the socio-economic capabilities of both lovers to afford such a car, all the factors that led to the achievement of their capabilities…the damn list keeps getting longer the more I think about it, and I did think about it until my head turned into a labyrinth, where two dots starting from different sides of the maze somehow found their way to the centre at the same time, despite the likelihood that either one could have chosen to turn a different path at any moment. That’s crazy! That’s frightening! If I had solved the world’s most complicated maze on my first try, you would have accused me of witchery. Yet here we are, so many decisions and intuitive turns in the maze by the both of us so that you and I could know each other. I don’t know how we did it, but our dots met somewhere on this stupid, wonderful labyrinth and I am so grateful. Man, I am so grateful.
It’s okay to be scared Ally. And it sure as hell is okay to be angry. You are allowed to be sad, we will love you more for it. Happiness is not the absence of sadness, it’s the conquering of it. I think this is true for so many things: bravery & fear, selflessness & selfishness, good & evil. Emotions exist not in isolation but in spite of others. Happiness was created to defeat the demons, and as long as you keep on fighting it will continue to dominate your life. There is no shame in losing sometimes, just like there is no legitimacy to believing you are better than those who are sad. So, dear Ally, if writing and sharing your happiness makes you feel fab, then we will be here to listen to your sorrows and worries too.
You have created a community of readers and writers through sheer charisma, positivity and dedication, and just as we have all drawn strength from your positivity, please now let us be your source of hope.
All of my love,
Baya 

Dear Ally, 

I have not met you, but I have known you for three years now. Our correspondence has only been through the Internet, yet in this time, I have learnt enough about you to adore you, and I have learnt enough through you to know you are significant to me.

Today, you published a very personal, brave post  and I cried for you twice: once for your news, the second for your strength. My heart ached as I realised, although we’ve never met, hearing your news upset me greatly, and it’s all I can think about today. This, dear Ally, speaks so much of your character. It takes someone truly exceptional to have others weep for you before they have even met you.

I don’t know why things happen, and I believe people spend most of their lives in the pursuit of these reasons. It’s heartbreaking to realise that most of the time, there really are no reasons. Things happen as a response to something else that has happened, this cycle repeats, and this is life. The story of 2 lovers at Bed, Bath and Beyond becomes so much more complicated when you think about all the decisions required to make that moment possible: the BB&B stockist’s decision to stock a certain item that prompted one or both lovers to go that day, the car company’s decision to create that car and make it available to both lovers, the socio-economic capabilities of both lovers to afford such a car, all the factors that led to the achievement of their capabilities…the damn list keeps getting longer the more I think about it, and I did think about it until my head turned into a labyrinth, where two dots starting from different sides of the maze somehow found their way to the centre at the same time, despite the likelihood that either one could have chosen to turn a different path at any moment. That’s crazy! That’s frightening! If I had solved the world’s most complicated maze on my first try, you would have accused me of witchery. Yet here we are, so many decisions and intuitive turns in the maze by the both of us so that you and I could know each other. I don’t know how we did it, but our dots met somewhere on this stupid, wonderful labyrinth and I am so grateful. Man, I am so grateful.

It’s okay to be scared Ally. And it sure as hell is okay to be angry. You are allowed to be sad, we will love you more for it. Happiness is not the absence of sadness, it’s the conquering of it. I think this is true for so many things: bravery & fear, selflessness & selfishness, good & evil. Emotions exist not in isolation but in spite of others. Happiness was created to defeat the demons, and as long as you keep on fighting it will continue to dominate your life. There is no shame in losing sometimes, just like there is no legitimacy to believing you are better than those who are sad. So, dear Ally, if writing and sharing your happiness makes you feel fab, then we will be here to listen to your sorrows and worries too.

You have created a community of readers and writers through sheer charisma, positivity and dedication, and just as we have all drawn strength from your positivity, please now let us be your source of hope.

All of my love,

Baya 

hey! how are you today girl!!? i hope your having an awesome day, love your secret santa xxx
Anonymous

Hi Secret Santa, I’ve heard so much about you!! My day today was terribly boring, so I’ll tell you about my day yesterday! I went to the Camberwell markets & bought a $5 buffalo and bone (which sounds like a cool reggae band) necklace. Then my beautiful friends Rachael and Sam took me to see Catching Fire in Gold Class, which was epic and wonderful. And then we went to dinner on Chapel St at a funky make-your-own-pasta place! Finally, we headed to a rooftop bar called Naked for Satan & had drinks with my friend Henna who turned 19! It was a beautiful, sunshine filled day :) Looking forward to our correspondence xxx

EDIT: hell yeah it was sauced!

The most kick-ass paragraph in my favourite Rookie Yearbook One article: Seasons of the Witch, written by Sady. Every time I read it, I get really overwhelmed by its awesomeness.

The most kick-ass paragraph in my favourite Rookie Yearbook One article: Seasons of the Witch, written by Sady. Every time I read it, I get really overwhelmed by its awesomeness.

Turning 19

Whenever something significant happens in my life - new job, graduation, birthdays - I clean my room. It’s become a ritual for me, a turning of a new page in my life. So I clean out my cupboards and throw away the things that a year ago I could not let go of, and it reminds me that I’ve grown, and it reminds me to not be so afraid of change.

Two days ago as my 19th birthday approached, I found myself lying on the floor again amidst spring clean, as per tradition, completely lost in a memory. That’s the thing about digging through cupboards, you tend to re-live moments you’ve long forgotten, and it sort of throws you off balance for a while.    

See, I spend a majority of my time thinking about the future, but not so much time reflecting on the past. But on this day, I found a piece of writing from when I was 13 years old and dreaming about the kind of person I’d be when I graduated high school. And it got me thinking about the kind of person I used to be at 13, and how much has changed & not changed since then. I’ve always feared change, and each birthday usually marked some sort of crisis on my behalf, because I too suffer from the Peter Pan syndrome. 

But last night I realised something. I fear change, but I should not fear growth. Growth is necessary to sustain life. Growth is about the choices we make when change inevitably comes knocking down our doors. There is so much that is empowering about growth.

19 is not a special age, nobody writes songs about being 19. But at 19, I feel myself growing in a very real and overwhelming way. It’s difficult for me to explain, but last night I finally started thinking about who I am now, not who I want to become. What kind of person do I want to be now, and how can I get there? I’ve figured it out, & I’m on my way there. I can feel myself growing, and it’s ridiculously inspiring.  

Charles Bukowski, scarred by the cartoon eyes of giant squid

Charles Bukowski, scarred by the cartoon eyes of giant squid