End of an era

So the time has come to officially end this chapter of my life. I am officially moving in with my boyfriend. No more single shenanigans, no more embarrassing dates and no more nights in with my battery operated devices, well alone anyway. I am hanging up my rabbit ears to write about running a house and being integrated back into a fairly abnormal society! (I'm pretty sure I'll fit in well). It's been a strange journey but I've loved every step of it! I want to thank all the readers of Sex in the So Called City, whether you've loved it, hated it or masturbated to my highly strange experience of single life, this blog became more than just an online journal it was and always will be my baby! I am so proud of what I have achieved from it and will one day look back and read about how I took a chance and put what us females really go through as singltons!

So to all you single ladies I salute you and don't be in too much of a rush to put a ring on it! Enjoy it!

All my love,

Miss Isabelle Rabbit

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P.S. Keep an eye out for the next chapter, It will be one hell of a ride. 

Ding Dong the Witch is Dead

Margaret Thatcher is not a Feminist, she is not someone who should be celebrated. Yes she was the first female Prime Minister but that is where it ends. I found a wonderful article from Hadley Freeman for the Guardian which really hits the nail on the head.

"She was, of course, the first and so far only female British prime minister, Jon Snow reiterated on Monday night, insinuating that this achievement should in general be celebrated, never mind the specifics of her leadership.

"Yes and that was one of the many weird things about her," smirked Alexei Sayle. In the pantheon of this comedian's attacks on Thatcher, it was a retort that probably won't be treasured longer than the best lines from The Young Ones.

This was hardly the first or even the worst example of a dig at Thatcher tinged so needlessly with sexism. Of all the things to criticise Thatcher for, calling her out for being a woman seems like something of a wasted bullet. Yet despite the attempts of some columnists to claim otherwise, Thatcher can't really be seen as "a warrior in the sex war", let alone as"the ultimate women's libber". Far from "smashing the glass ceiling", she was the aberration, the one who got through and then pulled the ladder up right after her. On the same edition of Channel 4 News, Louise Mensch named only three successful female politicians as part of her defence of Thatcher – and only one of those was a Conservative.

In truth, Thatcher is one of the clearest examples of the fact that a successful woman doesn't always mean a step forward for women. In 11 years, Thatcher promoted only one woman to her cabinet, preferring instead to elevate men whom Spitting Image memorably and, in certain instances, accurately, described as "vegetables". You may not be a fan of Edwina Currie but, really, was she any worse than John Gummer? "You would see MPs who came into any politics after I had and who were no better than me being promoted over my head," said Currie this week. "She had been offered the chance to get on and effectively she then refused to offer it to other people."

As Matthew Parris evocatively put it in Monday's Times, "She rather liked men (preferring our company, perhaps, to that of women), [but] she thought us the weaker sex."

This attitude – that men are fun but dumb, women are smart but strident, a view of the sexes that seems to come straight out of a Judd Apatow film – led to various quotes of hers that some like to twist into proof that Thatcher was an unwitting feminist. These include, "We have to show them that we're better than they are", and "Women can get into corners that men can't reach!" But really, such statements were anything but, first because sweeping statements about genders are the opposite of gender equality and second because they revealed her real attitude towards women, which lay behind her notable lack of female-friendly policies, her utter lack of interest in childcare provision or positive action. (They also reveal how she loved to surround herself with yes men who were always men.) Rather, she was a classic example of a certain kind of conservative woman who believed that all women should pull themselves up just as she had done, conveniently overlooking that not all women are blessed with the privileges that had been available to her, such as a wealthy and supportive husband and domestic help. (Interestingly, Currie also recalled that when she approached Thatcher in 1988 to get approval for the world's first national breast-screening programme, she tried to appeal to the PM initially "as a woman" but that swiftly proved unsuccessful. So instead: "I put it to her that we would be saving money." That did the trick.)

Women aren't always good for other women because the gender of a person matters a lot less than that person's actual beliefs. I am reminded of this every time the debate comes up about whether more female bylines would reduce sexism in the media. Yet the Daily Mail has more female bylines than any other UK paper and is not exactly a totem of gender equality and female-friendliness.

Contrary to an increasingly common belief, "a woman who is successful" is not synonymous with "a feminist". On the day Thatcher died, the Daily Mail ran a piece claiming that Coco Chanel "was a feminist before the word existed". Leaving aside the detail that the word "feminist" came into existence in 1895, comfortably in Chanel's lifetime, the woman who valued femininity above all other qualities in a woman and was heavily involved with the Nazis, including a wartime relationship with German officer Hans Gunther von Dincklage, could not, in any circumstances, be described as a feminist.

And nor could Thatcher, much to her relief as she allegedly abhorred the word, as doubtless Chanel did, too. Both were successful women who could play the flirt card when it suited them, but ultimately had little interest in being kind to their own sex; Thatcher especially resented being defined by her gender. People should pay her the respect of doing the same after her death. She wasn't a feminist icon and she wasn't an icon for women. Any attempts at revisionism do no favours to her, women or feminism. To claim that any woman's success is a boon for feminism is like saying all publicity is good publicity. Seeing as women aren't a minor Brit-flick grateful for even a bad review, that truism doesn't quite hold true here. She was a prime minister who happened to be a woman. It's how she would have, if pressed, put it herself."

Autumn has

definitely arrived! It's time to dig out the Ugg's and cardie's, eat stodgy food and curl up in front of a hot fire with a glass of red! My favorite season, halloween upon us and Christmas lingering close by it's just lovely!

 xxx

Fifty Shades of ...

Filth! It has been hailed as 'Mummy Porn' and slated by literacy critics but E L James's three piece erotic novel is a stroke of genius and the success had by the author is evidence of that. No longer are the women of our generation who like erotic literature seen as a taboo or 'dirty' by the men who sit at home jacking off to Porn hub and X Hamster, we should feel empowered by these books and being able to read them in public isn't a big deal, its expected! I feel sorry for anyone who has yet to pick up Fifty Shades of Gray, Darker or Freed! It's a thoroughly gripping read ...

"Romantic, liberating and totally addictive, Fifty Shades of Grey is a novel that will obsess you, possess you, and stay with you for ever.

When literature student Anastasia Steele interviews successful entrepreneur Christian Grey, she finds him very attractive and deeply intimidating. Convinced that their meeting went badly, she tries to put him out of her mind - until he turns up at the store where she works part-time, and invites her out.

Unworldly and innocent, Ana is shocked to find she wants this man. And, when he warns her to keep her distance, it only makes her want him more.

But Grey is tormented by inner demons, and consumed by the need to control. As they embark on a passionate love affair, Ana discovers more about her own desires, as well as the dark secrets Grey keeps hidden away from public view ."

As you can see I am not the only one to agree little rabbits if I have any advice right now it would be to out and pick yourself up a copy and feel empowered that it is no longer socially acceptable for men to watch/read porn but women too.

xxx

Googbye 23...Hello24

Today has been the last day of me being a twenty three year old and tomorrow I beckon into the world of twenty four. Twenty four just sounds old, I should have sorted my career, husband and first child out by now but no, I'm still holding onto my own childhood and enjoying what life throws at me. Which is quite a lot of late, I have a funny feeling I am going to become domesticated during my year of being twenty four, moving in with the other half and settling into 'domesticated bliss'. Which for me is quite strange, roll back two years ago and it was what I was running from and here I am unofficially preparing to become a 2 instead of 1. Anyway I shall keep you updated on that one. Plans for tomorrow, same as all birthday plans, alcohol, friends and loved ones because its what makes me happy!

Have a wonderful weekend little ones

I'll update you on my shenanigans (as always)

I. Rabbit

Diamonds are forever ...

and the Jubilee of course! Time to get the bunting out, cupcakes in and a maxi on!

I recommend this Ann Summers - Diamond Jubilee Bullet (£20) for some added fun around the trifle : )

http://www.annsummers.com/p/diamante-jubilee-bullet/07cshdas1278041


xxx

Smile, the suns here : )

There is nothing like a little sunshine (32degrees) to get you in the mood, perfect for some al fresco shagging I think, so little rabbits leave the knickers at home and head out with a dirty mind and return with some dirty clothes : ) xx