When Twitter does what journalism cannot -Įssays are one of my favourite literary genres and recently I've read some amazing essay collections that have introduced me to new ideas and new writing styles so perhaps I put overly high expectations on Roxane Gay's essay collection. The solace of preparing fried foods and other quaint remembrances from 1960s Mississippi : thoughts on The help. The trouble with Prince Charming, or, He who trespassed against us. The illusion of safety/the safety of illusion -ĭear young ladies who love Chris Brown. The careless language of sexual violence. Reaching for catharsis : getting fat right (or wrong) and Diana Spechler's Skinny. To scratch, claw or grope clumsily or frantically. The portrait that emerges is not only one of an incredibly insightful woman continually growing to understand herself and our society, but also one of our culture.īad Feminist is a sharp, funny, and spot-on look at the ways in which the culture we consume becomes who we are, and an inspiring call-to-arms of all the ways we still need to do better. In these funny and insightful essays, Roxane Gay takes us through the journey of her evolution as a woman of color while also taking readers on a ride through culture of the last few years and commenting on the state of feminism today. I read Vogue, and I’m not doing it ironically, though it might seem that way. If I have an accessory, it is probably pink.
I used to say my favorite color was black to be cool, but it is pink-all shades of pink. But she gave her readers a chance to understand ways we could do better in the fight of size discrimination.Pink is my favorite color. I am enraged by her past and the horrible things done to her. It's not the kind of book you finish with an air of joy and happiness. I am thankful for the opportunity to have read this book and would recommend it. I don't want to say I enjoyed it- because I didn't. Of course, I believe that she should be able to have anything she wants, but I know it is not that simple. She would say that she has spent the past 20 years hungering for all the things she cannot have.
How she craved a certain kind of love, how she craved a certain type of food, how she craved a certain type of pain. She kept coming back to that, over and over. But that honesty comes at the price of her pain. She is an impressive writer, her words so honest, they sometimes sting. Gay has spent the last 20 years being fat, and she is done having her size dictate her worth.
It's like watching someone covered in bandaids rip them all off over and over again. Now that I've read it, when she says she didn't want to write it, it makes perfect sense. The book was delayed and at the time it seemed like a thing that happens. I wasn't prepared for the revelations, which made for a challenging read. More than anything, this is a book of confessions.
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