Lip chats with Isobel Taylor-Rodgers, manager of Tigress Magazine for Girls, about what to expect from the mag, why teen girls need feminism and why we should get down to Abbotsford Convent this Friday. Who is Tigress Mag for and what’s within its pages? Tigress is a teen mag for young feminists, we’re focused on…
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Fourteen-year-old Layla is a 21st century Lolita, and like her antecedent, she’s not one to shy away from a man’s attention. She knows that all it takes is a gesture, a look, and she can have almost any man she wants. It makes her feel powerful, like she matters. But what she really wants is…
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Christie Thompson’s debut novel relates contemporary Australian adolescence with brutal honesty. As her characters come of age in the grimy outer suburbs of Canberra in 2009, they manifest all the ennui and self-sabotage of the teen years. 17-year-old Jez is bored and disaffected. Her days in a suburb on the fringes of the national capital…
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Teenage girls aren’t dealt a great hand in life. They’re mocked for their insecurities, despised on every social media platform, and their taste is seen as the benchmark for awful. More seriously, they are part of a demographic with a high incidence rate of sexual abuse and rape and are particularly susceptible to abusive relationships….
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Recently I read Lesley Kinzel’s article over at XoJane magazine – What’s wrong with fat shaming. I related to most of the points and instances she brought up, but one in particular stood out to me. 4. I am out dancing at a club with friends. I notice a small group of guys at the…
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This new column will summarise events that have happened in the last week relevant to women, feminism, and sexuality and link you to related articles. It will also offer a brief analysis on some stories. Please feel free to give us feedback! You can read last week’s round-up here. This week has a mixture of…
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Some time ago, I was privy to more private information about a girl whose name I don’t know than many of my close friends, simply because I was sitting near her on a train. I was certain that the conversation she was having with her friends would yield many a (sex)uality column due to the…
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When I was sixteen, I decided to become a punk. After an early adolescence of grammatically specious urban pop, rap and boy bands- and having hit the dreaded years of ‘middle high’ at a public girls’ school- my identity and self-image were in disarray. Then I discovered a band; a band that would, without resorting…
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