Starting on the final century of a collection of 500 female bloggers. Where are they? HERE!
Dr Crazy on Reassigned Time explores the reasons why she finds it hard to praise herself. Which reminds me of something I’ve noted in seeking new FF each week – when looking down someone’s blog-roll, aside from the gender-obvious names, I also look for the self-deprecating names; they are overwhelmingly women’s blogs.
Andrea on Vociferate, meanwhile, wonders what is to be done about women who betray their sex for an easier life. But for Molly on Molly Saves the Day, hell has frozen over, for Concerned Women of America are agreeing with her – at least in conclusions, if not reasoning, about sexy lingerie marketed at girls. Modest and raunch are just two sides of the same coin, she says.
More cheerfully, City Girl sets out one aspect of Philadelphia life that she loves – fliers. The Fabulous Miss Rose, writing on The Girl in Black, has another love – National Public Radio. “There aren’t any adjectives describing how ‘horrible’ or ‘wonderful’ something is.” And tr1c14 on Woman in Comfy Shoes has found that her grandma’s town in Kansas isn’t nearly so bad as she thought.
On Ancarett’s Abode, a mum attends her first pop-rock concert since giving birth to the child she escorted to this concert. Nothing much has changed. Another mum, TW on Wee Hours, says don’t go to see Hoodwinked – “Hits like a girl should never be an insult.”
Also in the “that takes me back” category, JoAnne on Cosmic Variance assembles various graduate student recipes. Which reminds me I haven’t seen a picture of one of my equivalent brews – an enormous pot of hopeless overcooked pasta that had turned, for some reason, a really odd shade of pink. Cooking one thing and eating it for a week was my standard behaviour then …
Finally, Joan on Mamacita – don’t miss her wonderful logo – takes us into bigger, and smaller, waters, with an ever slightly tongue-in-cheek account of the founding of the League of Micro-Nations. Remember The Marshall Islands, nuclear test site, will be ready to host visitors in 27,560 A.D.
You can find the last edition of Femmes Fatales here.
Nominations (including self-nominations) for Femmes Fatales are also hugely welcome – I’ll probably get to you eventually anyway, but why not hurry along the process?