There are rants about celebrity boobs, the treatment of women in supposedly classy male mags, reproductive rights, and raising feminist kids without being humourless childhood-ruiners. And from me, women drink so they can’t smell vaginas.
And loads more, of course. I’m not going to link to each one because I’d be cutting Chally’s grass.
Being in the Feminist Carnival is a first for me, dear nipplers, so please check it out. Gosh, I’m proud to be a part of it.