Is the World ready for Sexy Feminists?

Women are starting to own their sexual power. Is the world ready for a future with sexy feminists? Years ago, I posted a playful heart-in-cheek article about the emerging post-feminist femme fatales (PFF) on a staunchly feminist website. A PFF, I wrote, was both an “accomplished woman in all political, social, environmental and economic arenas,” and an “enchantress.” Confident and graceful, funny and committed to social justice, she wore lingerie,...

Your Vagina Isn’t Junk

Sometime between the birth of my first child & perimenopause, I missed the memo: Stupid Euphemisms for Vagina. I am stumped. When did we start calling our parts ‘junk’? In the irreverent voice of modern society, is adult potty talk masking self-hatred or just an attempt to find a cheap laugh and a decent orgasm? Motives don’t matter in the long run, at least not to my nether region. Yoni is very vocal about her preferences,...

Get Your Mojo On

Every Women Needs a Mojo Mirror When a person is on fire and in tune with life, it’s obvious to all those who witness that they are in the zone, that ultimate state of being. Once we’ve tasted that mojoliciousness, we yearn for it in the way a child years for the comfort of loving arms. To live and love in the Mojo moment is to be fully who we are – past the pretenses, the worries and expectations, whatever they may be. A women in that...

Red Hot and Blue Sexual Freedom

Total sexual freedom – the idea that we can love and be loved in ways that don’t fit neatly in a normative box – is different from indiscriminate sex. From the outside looking in, this might be confused with promiscuity. What’s the difference? I believe promiscuity feeds into and manifests fears, limitations and restrictions. Sexual freedom is about courage. First of all, fear is a great teacher. And what we fear most about love and sexuality...

With a Name Like Tinamarie, You Think I Could Sing

My Motown twin (may she rest in peace) rocked the airwaves with her lyrics and mood music. Her bodacious tune, I Just Want to Be Your Lovergirl, released stuck (up) conventional restraints from places they had no business being. Those 70′s song Diva’s – Carol King, Teena Marie, Gloria Gaynor and the whole luscious posse of hip swaying vocalists – brought us ectasy in dance and song, and to this day, if I’m feeling down, music...