I consider myself a feminist. Tell most people who know me that and they’ll laugh you out of a room. I’m not a feminazi by any means, I’m not afraid to flaunt my assets, and I can cook and clean with the best of them. I consider myself a feminist because I do all these things and have a career. I do what I need to do, or what I want to do with no fear of what that means to my gender because I am a liberated young woman and because I am strong and capable as any man.
Being a self-proclaimed feminist/sex kitten/domestic godess is exactly as hard as you would think, and a lot of the time my home suffers. I’d like to become better at running my household, I’d like for the gears to turn smoothly.
I’m working on that.