And so this blog was born, as a place for us to publicly discuss, dissect, and rant about the world we live in and the things we experience on a daily basis.
In an attempt to be open and honest about our social privileges, the things that can't help but greatly affect our experiences and the way we view the world, Idzie and Emilie are both white, able-bodied, lower-middle-class, cisgender women. Emilie is heterosexual; Idzie doesn't identify as straight, and usually says she's not-quite-straight for lack of a better label. We strive always to be aware of our privileges in every interaction we have, to listen and to learn, and to just not be assholes. We want to be making positive steps in dismantling systems of oppression of every kind, and we try hard in our daily lives not to perpetuate oppression, though we recognize that as flawed and very privileged individuals, we don't always succeed. Please do tell us if we've fucked up: we want to do better!
- To learn more about the vocabulary and language we use on this blog, check out the Language page.
- To find some interesting and important articles, books, and websites that have influenced either Emi or Idzie (or both), go to the Resources page.
- And lastly (or at least lastly in terms of directing you to other pages), we very much enjoy respectful and aware comments, people sharing their experiences and stories, and letting us know when we're hitting the nail on the head, when you disagree, and when we're fucking up. However, we don't want to play host to the horrible-ness that often shows up in the comments section on other feminist blogs, so we've illustrated some things we won't accept over at the Comment Policy page.
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Emi likes: singing; colours; writing; reading books, especially fantasy; collecting books, especially beautiful ones and old ones and ones in pristine condition and not necessarily the ones I want to read; collaging, especially artist trading cards (big canvases--and by canvases I mean papers--are hard to fill with art); playing ukulele; mandolins, mostly looking at them and touching them and coveting them, since I don't own one or know how to play; sunrises (I stay up to see them more often than I get up early enough); fluffies, including but not limited to dogs, cats, guinea pigs, otters, rats, owls, and sloths; hedgehogs (they fall more into the category of pricklies than fluffies, but I don't like most other pricklies, like cacti and uncomfortable sweaters); comfortable sweaters; beautiful picture books; cozy blankets; art; cheesecake; playing highland snare drum; Bailey's; massages (especially head scritchies); messages (especially the friendly sort); Doctor Who; cosplaying; swings (especially when they're not so narrow that they hurt my butt and hips); fabrics with wonderful textures; and puns.
Things that can go fuck themselves: the kyriarchy; the government; the police; the tollbooth.
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