“As I was watching [Beyoncé's visual album] I felt very conflicted, I felt her message felt very conflicted in the sense that on the one hand she is putting herself in a category of a feminist, but then the camera, it felt very male, such a male voyeuristic experience of her.”
Emma Watson and Rookie Mag editor Tavi Gevinson had a chat for Wonderland magazine and naturally the subject turned to Beyoncé (because every subject eventually turns to Beyoncé) and feminism. Tavi gave a much longer, well-thought-out response with her opinions about Beyoncé, sexuality and agency, but I tend to agree with how Emma Watson feels here. That is, I generally enjoy Bey’s music but I’m conflicted about her lyrics and some imagery in her videos. It seems to me that Bey sings and presents some problematic stuff in her videos, but everyone just fawns all over her anyway, for being a mega-super-famous superstar who identifies as feminist. (I am also fairly certain this viewpoint might get me fired from The Frisky, as Amelia is Beyonce’s number one fan, as in she wants to wear Bey like a skin suit. If I’m not here Monday, you know what happened.) [NYMag.com via Wonderland]
I hate to break it to Kim and Kanye, but the word “luxury” is thrown around so much these days that it doesn’t mean jack shit. When a beauty product is called “Luxe” or “Luxury,” I don’t even assume that means it’s fancy anymore because you can buy “luxury bath beads” at the Dollar Store.
It’s a treat then to use a not-so-inexpensive hand cream that markets itself as “Luxe” and actually feel like I’m Donatella Versace luxuriating with her freshly moisturized paws while she rolls around on piles of money. That is an exact summation of how I feel after using the Luxe Care Hand Creme from the monthly nail polish club, Julep. I might have had mixed feelings about Julep’s monthly Maven program, but their decadent hand lotion is hands down (pun intended) the best I’ve ever used. Keep reading »
I needed no additional proof that Jennifer Lawrence is the least affected, “actress-y” actress in Hollywood. But now that I’ve read her best friend Laura Simpson’s firsthand account on MySpace (which is publishing articles now, apparently?) about being Jen’s date to the Oscars on Sunday night, it’s set in stone. Jen and Laura met seven years ago at an event and have been close ever since. If you don’t know what Laura looks like (that’s a picture of her and Jen above!), you definitely saw the back of her head when Jennifer Lawrence tripped on the red carpet and plunged downward. Jen grabbed Laura from behind to try and stop her from falling:
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Next week, I’m celebrating a BIG birthday: 30! In acknowledgment of the fact that I’ve spent over half of my 20s working at The Frisky, I’m going to reach down deep into to archives and revisit some old posts. I’ll examine what I wrote at the time and how that has or hasn’t changed. If you have any suggestions of old posts you’d like me to revisit, tell me in the comments or shoot me an email at Jessica@TheFrisky.com. Earlier this week I wrote about “Why I Like Being Called A Slut In Bed.” Next up is … Keep reading »