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Slut Walk Ottawa

A couple of months ago in Ottawa, a man in a car asked a girl for directions. She approached the car and was held at gunpoint and sexually assaulted. One of the guys at work said, “She deserved it. You don’t approach strangers.” I’m usually a pretty low key kinda gal and really don’t like conflict. But that ignorant and malicious comment conjured up the lioness in me. And oh did I roar (and walk out of the lunchroom).

I hate ignorance and mysogny. So when I heard about Slut Walk Toronto, I was thrilled. It’s an event that gathers people together who believe that how you dress or how you act does not give anyone the right to take advantage of you sexually. And there’s a walk in Ottawa!

This Sunday, April 10, meet up at Minto Park (Elgin/Gilmour Street) in Ottawa at 1:30 pm and take a stand on discrimination and abuse. We’ll sign letters addressed to the Ottawa police asking for more support for our safety and walk to the station to deliver them.  

A little note from the promoters of this event:

Historically, the term ‘slut’ has carried a predominantly negative connotation. Aimed at those who are sexually promiscuous, be it for work or pleasure, it has primarily been women who have suffered under the burden of this label. And whether dished out as a serious indictment of one’s character or merely as a flippant insult, the intent behind the word is always to wound, so we’re taking it back. “Slut” is being re-appropriated.

We are tired of being oppressed by slut-shaming; of being judged by our sexuality and feeling unsafe as a result. Being in charge of our sexual lives should not mean that we are opening ourselves to an expectation of violence, regardless if we participate in sex for pleasure or work. No one should equate enjoying sex with attracting sexual assault.

We are a movement demanding that our voices be heard. We are here to call foul on our Police Force and demand change. We want Police Services to take serious steps to regain our trust. We want to feel that we will be respected and protected should we ever need them, but more importantly be certain that those charged with our safety have a true understanding of what it is to be a survivor of sexual assault — slut or otherwise.

Toronto and Ottawa are not the only cities hosting events. There are being held globally – from Yellowknife to Dallas. And you can start your own too. Learn more here.

A little Tori to get you in the Slut Walk zone:

Link Love


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Happy Friday, dahlings! What are your big plans for the weekend? I’m hitting Mamma Teresa’s tonight for some grub with my dear friend  Megan. Tomorrow I’m going to watch True Grit! Woot! So excited to have yet another Oscar pick under my belt. Otherwise I’m going to be pretty low key this weekend.

Ready for some link love? I’m loving all the Valentine’s Day parties out there so this round of link love is jam packed with how you can say, je t’aime to your love:

  1. Don’t want to go anywhere? Stay cozy at home with an indoor camping adventure or throw a couch picnic!
  2. Hosting a V-day party? I adore this hearty party by Sweet Tooth!
  3. And here’s yet another dessert table by Sweet Tooth that I’m drooling over.
  4. Download a free Valentine courtesy of One Charming Party and send it to your Valentine.
  5. Don’t forget to seal it with a kiss!

Love Notes

I know it’s a month early but I simply can’t wait for Valentine’s Day to roll around to post something about these cards by Rifle Paper Co. Trust me. It’s taking every ounce of willpower to keep my VISA in my wallet. I’ve whipped it out so many times to purchase cute lovey dovey cards but I’ve got this slightly ridiculous stack of love cards in my collection now. What can I say? I’m a romantic.  Every time I start dating a boy who’s sweet and funny, I stock up. The problem? My romances tend to be of the whirlwind nature so I rarely get around to giving the goods. Le sigh. What I know for sure: when Mr. Right comes into my life, he’s going to be peppered with paper goods! Lucky boy!

You’ve Got Mail

I am awful at checking my mail. It literally has to get to the point where it’s overflowing with junk mail. But checking the mail lately has been so much lovelier with the Christmas cards coming in! I’ve got two more to send out but the majority are on their way – from Canada’s coasts to my friends to the south and even my mates in Aussieland. Did you send Christmas cards this year?

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Let Me Count the Ways

How do I love thee? Let me count the ways.
I love thee to the depth and breadth and height
My soul can reach, when feeling out of sight
For the ends of Being and ideal Grace.
I love thee to the level of everyday’s
Most quiet need, by sun and candle-light.
I love thee freely, as men strive for Right;
I love thee purely, as they turn from Praise.
I love thee with a passion put to use
In my old griefs, and with my childhood’s faith.
I love thee with a love I seemed to lose
With my lost saints, — I love thee with the breath,
Smiles, tears, of all my life! — and, if God choose,
I shall but love thee better after death.

– Elizabeth Barrett Browning

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Post App

I’m slightly obsessed with apps for my iPhone. There are just so many good ones out there! My latest obsession? Post App. It lets you send lovely notes to friends and family via email or text. So forgive me, my dearies, if you wind up with a trillion text messages from yours truly: “Don’t forget to pick up the bread!” or “It’s your birthday in 111 days! Happy day!”

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