I just defended caring about clothes, and judging other people by their dress, all in the name of my warped understanding of feminism. To borrow from Kei, I ask that all interested in doing so, bring it. Once done bringing it, I ask that you be permitted to eat cake.
Monday, January 26, 2009
My priviledge, let me show you it
Posted by Phoebe Maltz Bovy at Monday, January 26, 2009
Labels: gender studies, haute couture
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2 comments:
That particular brand of hipster irony goes down much smoother when all one's misspellings are deliberate.
Privilege, darling, privilege.
But obviously not enough.
kthxbai
I spelled it correctly in the False Populism post. What makes you so confident about what here is or is not delibrit?
(This wouldn't be the same Anonymous going through my archives for typos, would it? If so, darling, that's a sad hobby indeed.)
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