Paz Vega plays a super duper gorgeous Mexican single mother named Flor Moreno who's all curves and softness and sexiness and femininity and immigrates to California with her daughter Cristina. Flor clings really hard to her Mexican roots, and wants Cristina to do the same. So much so that Flor just refuses outright to learn English ( Read more... )

If I have to read another sycophantic blog post about how Megan Fox is God’s gift to feminists on the grounds that she was a victim of Michael Bay’s misogyny and had the “courage” to call him out on it, I will blow a gasket. Stop. No seriously.
After peddling the “Guy’s Girl” meme, and making light of mental health, demonstrating her transphobia, ( Read more... )

Right here, folks.

Tell me Ms. Salmansohn, am I a feminist or a feminine-ist?
True story: My friend David got mugged at a bank machine by a beautiful, leggy, sexy woman.

So that's how I sign up to this feminine-ism stuff, is it? Doll myself up then mug a guy? OK then!

Somewhere along the line, to be a feminist started to mean a woman who's basically unattractive ( Read more... )