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In incredible proof that we can achieve anything we put out minds to, yesterday I attended the graduation of my 77-year-old grandmother, who left school at 13 and worked her whole life to make sure that my mum would have all the opportunities she was never given. She got a degree despite an accident that left her barely able to move for months, having no prior academic experience and many many tech setbacks. She is a truly inspirational woman, who taught me the value of a good argument, the importance of being on the right side of history, and the how to never stop fighting for equality. Or for your dreams.
When I first watched Sex And The City in my early teens I bought into the idea that it was a superficial, unrealistic ode to promiscuity and consumerism, whitewashing one of the most diverse cities in the world, tokenising anyone who wasn't straight and fetishising heteronormative, patriarchal relationships.
This is perhaps all still true, but spending yesterday surrounded by amazing, intelligent, insightful women (and the odd man) speaking about how it impacted them, what it did for feminism, the concept of friendships, the emancipation of the female figure and the acceptance of vastly opposing views makes me think that in many ways perhaps SATC is actually *too* progressive for the scary age of normalised fascism and misogyny we're living in.
Female-focussed media has always been subject to disproportionate ridicule and dismissal. The best way to fight such stereotypes that I can think of is to put on a tutu, order a Cosmopolitan and spend a day talking in Carrie quotes. It was fabulous.
***FUN NEWS*** I’m launching a newsletter!!! Fast fashion is one of the most horrifically unethical industries on the planet, and it’s worth $1.2trillion because it’s managed to indoctrinate us into believing we can’t live without it. Take it from someone who adores clothes – this is not true. I can no longer look at a cool slogan tee and feel happy wearing it knowing that it was manufactured by people working in horrifying conditions, depleting the planet’s crucial resources to line the pockets of faceless mega-corporations which spend their profits promoting unhealthy body ideals and thoughtless consumerism.
In this photo I’m wearing a dress I bought from the big Marie Curie charity shop on the corner of Highbury and Islington, the bag is from a flea market in Amsterdam, the belt is from To Be Worn Again in Brighton. These items have been in my wardrobe for the best part of a decade and I still love them more than anything I’ve bought from Asos or Topshop in the interim. I’ve taken that bag on every summer holiday I’ve been on, had that belt at every job I’ve worked in since I graduated and wore that dress for the first time in December 2012 to a particularly debaucherous Sunday roast in a strange council estate in Limehouse with my very best friend @colettemarmoset
I want to be a person who treasures clothes again, rather than seeing them as dispensable pieces of fabric that mean nothing. So I’m going cold turkey on the high street and trying to find a way to dress responsibly, sustainably, affordably and enjoyably. Join me on the journey if this sounds relatable (or if you’re just a bit nosey). I’m sending the first edition of Sartorially Happy out at 4pm tomorrow so sign up now at tinyletter.com/sartoriallyhappy - Happy dressing! xxx
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