Protesters’ signs shouted what it seemed they could not say enough times. These were the messages they plastered onto cardboard boxes and poster board so the world would see what they meant — so the world could see how much they meant it.
My skin is darker and my hair is unrulier. But just because my reality isn’t being reblogged on Instagram doesn’t mean it’s not good enough. … I don’t need a hashtag to tell me my worth and nor do you, dear friends.
Schumer and Dunham’s version of feminism likely would have gone unquestioned against its old definition, but today, representing the voices of your lookalikes and bashing all other women should not and cannot be tolerated.
Imagine walking into a lecture hall where 150 peers sit in lightly polished wooden chairs. At the front of the room stands a group of established women. On either side of the room stand more supportive women. They all like you and are only here to encourage you.