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Sophia Amoruso put an Instagram filter on the American dream, redefining the parameters of ‘having it all’ as a millennial woman. The fashion entrepreneur built the Nasty Gal empire from a vintage eBay site in her twenties, trademarking the term Girlboss with her 2014 memoir #Girlboss. The quintessential symbol of web 2.0, Amoruso’s hashtag ushered a new echelon of direct-to-consumer womenswear brands, backed by aspirational SheEOs and continuous rounds of venture capital funding.

Girlboss entrepreneurs emerged from the ruins of the 2008 financial crisis; a proverbial setting considering that 50 percent of Fortune 500 companies were also founded during a recession. Graduating into an unstable job market and crippled by student debt, millennial women became obsessed with the prospect of establishing a careerlatching onto Girlbosses who modeled hustling as less of a financial necessity and more of an aspirational lifestyle. …

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I was on my commute home from work last month when I felt it — the familiar pricking behind my eyes before they glazed over completely. The sea of subway advertisements blurred to water, and I tried hard to disguise my smattering of splotchy tears for an intense fixation on the poster overhead. IF YOU SEE SOMETHING, SAY SOMETHING it read. I blinked twice, three times, through damp lashes and read it over. If you see something, don’t say anything, please. Don’t ask, “are you OK?” Just afford me a moment of privacy and look away.

To cry on the subway is to be knighted as a New Yorker. …

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Artwork by Aurian Carter

My “claim to pain” transpired while surfing the crimson wave. (Literally: on a surfboard, while menstruating). My friend Breezy and I were laying on our stomachs, watching a crescendo of waves crashing into each other and rushing into shore, when out-of-the-blue I broke into a clammy sweat. Within seconds I was overwhelmed with convulsive pain. Bellowing for Breezy to “swim the other way — fast”, I threw up overboard like your quasi-responsible Uncle Geoff, eleventy piña coladas deep into a Great Barrier Reef cruise.

In the late afternoon I surfed the web for answers. In the all-too-familiar throes of WebMD hysteria, I stumbled across a condition called endometriosis: the holy grail of menstrual pain. Which begs the question: why are women always stumbling into endometriosis? Why don’t our doctors tell us this condition exists? “I found out about it from my damn hairdresser!” recites my college roommate Maddy. Is it a universal truth that our shampoo therapists are more vested in our well being than our doctors, or is that just us? …

This article was published in Waif Magazine Issue 12 — “The Daddy Issue” and can be viewed here

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Last Summer (undecided on where to backpack to next) my American friend Hanna and I threw a dart at a world map. When it landed in the middle of the Atlantic Ocean, we scrapped that idea and decided to visit Albania instead. The plan was born from the ingredient list on the back of Hanna’s moisturiser “…derived from the foreskin of an Albanian baby goat…” and the fact that we’re both self-proclaimed travel hoes who stroke our egos by vacationing to places off the beaten path. Forgive us. …

Melbourne has been named the world’s most liveable city four years running. Liveable for who exactly?

A collaboration by two female graduates from the University of Melbourne: Maddie Spencer and Gabby Parker Capes

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A still from the French short film “Au bout de la rue”

Rarely a month escapes without the name and face of yet another Melbournian woman killed in a senseless act of violence and dumped in a city parkland sprawls across the headlines. We’re talking about Masa Vukotic, Eurydice Dixon, Aiie Maasarwe, Natalina Angok and more recently, Courtney Herron.

Now a forum detailing the grooming methods enlisted by Melbournian men to lure “targets” and “jailbaits” as they have been referred, has surfaced. …

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Let’s relive the most fashionable looks from the hit 1998 family flick “The Parent Trap”, shall we? A movie I have seen MAYBE ten thousand times. As a kid, I inserted it into the DVD player so many times I forever fucked up the disc. I’m not going to pretend however that I took any notice of the fashion way back then. I was like eight, and I didn’t care about clothes (unlike what snooty-front-rowers at VOGUE will tell you).

“I knew I wanted to work in fashion from the MOMENT I was BORN!”

“HA! I knew I wanted to work in fashion while my father’s sperm was swimming to meet the egg. Who did you say you worked for again?” …

Revisiting the Teenage Phenomenon for its 10th Anniversary.

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It’s officially been ten years since the adaptation of Stephenie Meyer’s supernatural young adult romance between Bella Swan and vampire Edward Cullen was released in theatres, solidifying its position as one of the publishing industries most lucrative entertainment franchises to date. …

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just another bushwick vegan. https://gabbyparkercapes.format.com/

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