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After all the anticipation, Christmas 2014 is nearly here.

I'm so excited  we're having a massive family Christmas at my aunt's house and I swear she's preparing enough food to feed a few hundred.

Far from being wasteful, this just means we won't have to go food shopping until January. Having vol-au-vents for breakfast will become acceptable, if only for a few days, and I'll be enjoying all the Christmas sandwiches coming my way, too. Here are some more traditions I'm looking forward to.

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Watching all the cookery shows and drooling at the TV

Nigella is my personal favourite, but anyone who makes a mouthwatering Christmas dinner is alright by me.

Bopping along to Top of the Pops 2

Oh, Top of the Pops, how I miss you. It's not Christmas until the Wombles have wobbled awkwardly around the stage as they wish you a Wombling Merry Christmas, or until my dad has shed his inhibitions and bellowed Slade at the top of his lungs.

Getting up at the crack of dawn

I'm a student, so for me the crack of dawn is 8am, but you get the picture. There have been years when we've been up earlier than the three children next door, the eldest of whom is a decade younger than me.

Usually my brother wakes me up by singing 'We Wish You a Merry Christmas in a psychotic whisper and then we wake my parents. My dad is awake from 5am, but not because he really loves Christmas, he's just an earlybird. The rest of us are a little more bleary-eyed but we pad downstairs and open our presents regardless.

Croissants for breakfast

With about five different types of jam, because we all like different ones. And orange juice in champagne glasses, because we like to pretend we're fancy while we sit around in our pyjamas.

Catching up with everyone

I always used to get so excited about opening presents when I was little, whereas now it's time I spend with my family that I treasure the most. They're not gonna be around forever, y'know?

Since I've gone to uni, a new tradition has emerged. Aside from getting stuck into all the work I have to do (why do tutors think they're being generous by giving you deadlines after the holidays?) I tend to spend the time going to the pub or out to eat with friends and family. It's so much fun, and not just because I love food. Sitting down for an uninterrupted conversation with the people who matter most to me is a luxury.


I think one of the best things about Christmas is that even most of us do the same kind of things, they're all different in some way. No celebration is exactly the same.

What are some of your traditions? Let me know in the comments and I hope you all have a wonderful break!

Christmas Traditions

After all the anticipation, Christmas 2014 is nearly here.

I'm so excited  we're having a massive family Christmas at my aunt's house and I swear she's preparing enough food to feed a few hundred.

Far from being wasteful, this just means we won't have to go food shopping until January. Having vol-au-vents for breakfast will become acceptable, if only for a few days, and I'll be enjoying all the Christmas sandwiches coming my way, too. Here are some more traditions I'm looking forward to.

(source)

Watching all the cookery shows and drooling at the TV

Nigella is my personal favourite, but anyone who makes a mouthwatering Christmas dinner is alright by me.

Bopping along to Top of the Pops 2

Oh, Top of the Pops, how I miss you. It's not Christmas until the Wombles have wobbled awkwardly around the stage as they wish you a Wombling Merry Christmas, or until my dad has shed his inhibitions and bellowed Slade at the top of his lungs.

Getting up at the crack of dawn

I'm a student, so for me the crack of dawn is 8am, but you get the picture. There have been years when we've been up earlier than the three children next door, the eldest of whom is a decade younger than me.

Usually my brother wakes me up by singing 'We Wish You a Merry Christmas in a psychotic whisper and then we wake my parents. My dad is awake from 5am, but not because he really loves Christmas, he's just an earlybird. The rest of us are a little more bleary-eyed but we pad downstairs and open our presents regardless.

Croissants for breakfast

With about five different types of jam, because we all like different ones. And orange juice in champagne glasses, because we like to pretend we're fancy while we sit around in our pyjamas.

Catching up with everyone

I always used to get so excited about opening presents when I was little, whereas now it's time I spend with my family that I treasure the most. They're not gonna be around forever, y'know?

Since I've gone to uni, a new tradition has emerged. Aside from getting stuck into all the work I have to do (why do tutors think they're being generous by giving you deadlines after the holidays?) I tend to spend the time going to the pub or out to eat with friends and family. It's so much fun, and not just because I love food. Sitting down for an uninterrupted conversation with the people who matter most to me is a luxury.


I think one of the best things about Christmas is that even most of us do the same kind of things, they're all different in some way. No celebration is exactly the same.

What are some of your traditions? Let me know in the comments and I hope you all have a wonderful break!
The journalist and author Sali Hughes has a wonderful attitude towards beauty and feminism. I mentioned it when I talked about reading her book, Pretty Honest, and today I'm going to devote an entire post to it.

Sali wrote a piece in the November 2014 issue of Glamour. It's called 'Brains. Equality. Lipstick.' and I agree with everything she says: the idea that if you're interested in beauty then you can't be a feminist is ridiculous.


Femininity Is Not Anti-Feminist
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What irritates me most about this idea is that it suggests a love of beauty dumbs you down and/or makes you shallow. How does the fact I like to buy make-up, wear make-up and write about make-up have any bearing on my intelligence? It's possible for a person to have a range of interests, and if one of those things is beauty then so what?

I'm also irritated by people who think an interest in beauty means you aren't feminist enough. What this idea implies is that being feminine is something to be ashamed of; that kind of sexism is one of the many reasons we need feminism in the first place.

I was under the impression being a feminist means you believe in the social, political and economical equality of the sexes. Why should my love of burgundy nail polish exclude me from this movement?

I think there are far more important things to worry about than whether a woman likes to wear mascara or not. (Equal pay? Reproductive rights? Teaching young people about consent and respectful relationships, instead of blaming the victim?) Some of us wear it, some of us don't, and it's no one's business but our own, unless we choose to share it. That we're able to choose what we want to put on our faces is a victory in itself.

If you want to be bare-faced, then be bare-faced. If you want to make red lipstick your signature look, then do it (it's worked well for Gwen Stefani). You want to pile on the eyeliner and then rock a statement lip the next? Go for it. Feminism is about having the choice.

Have you ever experienced any negativity about your love of make-up? What are your thoughts about beauty and feminism? Let me know in the comments.

Beauty and Feminism Are Not Mutually Exclusive

The journalist and author Sali Hughes has a wonderful attitude towards beauty and feminism. I mentioned it when I talked about reading her book, Pretty Honest, and today I'm going to devote an entire post to it.

Sali wrote a piece in the November 2014 issue of Glamour. It's called 'Brains. Equality. Lipstick.' and I agree with everything she says: the idea that if you're interested in beauty then you can't be a feminist is ridiculous.


Femininity Is Not Anti-Feminist
(source)

What irritates me most about this idea is that it suggests a love of beauty dumbs you down and/or makes you shallow. How does the fact I like to buy make-up, wear make-up and write about make-up have any bearing on my intelligence? It's possible for a person to have a range of interests, and if one of those things is beauty then so what?

I'm also irritated by people who think an interest in beauty means you aren't feminist enough. What this idea implies is that being feminine is something to be ashamed of; that kind of sexism is one of the many reasons we need feminism in the first place.

I was under the impression being a feminist means you believe in the social, political and economical equality of the sexes. Why should my love of burgundy nail polish exclude me from this movement?

I think there are far more important things to worry about than whether a woman likes to wear mascara or not. (Equal pay? Reproductive rights? Teaching young people about consent and respectful relationships, instead of blaming the victim?) Some of us wear it, some of us don't, and it's no one's business but our own, unless we choose to share it. That we're able to choose what we want to put on our faces is a victory in itself.

If you want to be bare-faced, then be bare-faced. If you want to make red lipstick your signature look, then do it (it's worked well for Gwen Stefani). You want to pile on the eyeliner and then rock a statement lip the next? Go for it. Feminism is about having the choice.

Have you ever experienced any negativity about your love of make-up? What are your thoughts about beauty and feminism? Let me know in the comments.

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Beth, 23, South East England. I'm a writer with a love of books, lipstick, and the Oxford comma. I love beauty and I also love animals, so I only buy, use, and feature products from cruelty-free brands. (Seriously though, I am the person who stops to fuss over every dog she sees.) You can also expect posts about vegan/vegetarian food, and plenty of musings about life as a 20-something. Want to get in touch? Email me at beth.toasty@gmail.com

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