At least once a week, I received a brutal e-mail informing me of my shame around the world. Depressed, they mainly come from women.
I am called tart, I can choose clothes. Last week, I never met a lady wrote to me, that I single and can not tolerate her husband because I spent so much time in high heels wandering.
My personal life relationship with this woman is a mystery, but did not stop her from advising, if I dress up even worse, I will improve my chance to meet a worthy respectable who is willing to stay with me. Only she said so much, so much, and not very polite.
Another woman often writes, to know why she should care about my thoughts, accusing me of sleeping successfully. Even if I speak the way – obviously, I am annoying “breathing” – is considered a reason why women hate me.
My crime I dare to call myself a feminist, while indulging in such as high heels, designer clothes and decent haircut so reckless happy.
I am a supermodel, but it seems that the effort looks good, different from the feminist principle or a scholar (I am a historian of Oxford Education, published five European Renaissance editions).
In short, I obviously should be out of my investment money and efforts to feel guilty. As if to become a feminist, means that you will not be sexy.
I will not fall like this on the bed. Now I can afford it, and I work with a personal trainer four times a week to feed the daily green juice addiction and spend more money than I used to recognize face cream in “Space NK”.
But I am proud to be able to do women and smart, why should not it?
Should we live in a culture that encourages women to celebrate their own culture, is the body’s confidence considered to be empowered?
I do not have any feeling of undressing, because I want to explain this feminist look.
It is bold to admit that I like feminization is absurd and my politics is compromised. Regardless of feminist shape, age or size, feminism means that all women are physically accepted.
Unfortunately, there seems to be a double standard here, because it turns out that my body does not conform to the politics that I have in the minds of many women.
I am far from being alone. Earlier this year, a notorious feminist Emma Watson held a brilliant photo of Vanity Fair. However, just a few months ago, another actress, Lena Dunham, actress, in terms of women’s equal rights is the same principle, but also nude shooting, this is Harper’s market.
Lena was praised by her strength to reveal her body. There is no feminist anger.
Why different responses? Frankly speaking, there is no better reason than that woman – Lena – For the traditional benchmark, the more attractive woman should look like the other – Emma.
The fight against feminism is really more fun to fight, rather than using so much sulfuric acid to interchange.
Women’s body is particularly contradictory by the law and order of other women, especially women who demand equality are paramount.
As a historian, my appearance was a slight fluctuation when I released a new book, as if a person with a background could not be beautiful and blonde and should be taller than Net-a-Porter Things are consumed.
But certainly there is no hatred of the dissatisfied scholar’s message. When I decided to write a novel “Maestra”, things changed, and his heroine did not make any sense to her sex. There seems to be no “no feminine” about sex in an open, honest and realistic way.
Maestra and its sequel, Domina, published in 43 countries, marked the spectacular background of the books I had written before, but their success caused astonishing personal abuse.
They are part of the trilogy – a confident and clever actress Judith, just ferocious sex. I described her sexual contact in detail.
The reader either loves or despises the vicious Judith, and her way of her sexuality so straightforward.
Amazon readers are divided into five-star carnival or anger. “If I did not buy this book on the Kindle, I would burn it,” is my favorite bad comment. That’s good – writers can not expect a positive response from the wholesale sexy corsets.
But what I find disappointing is that some critics argue that serious critics split Mastra into feminist reasons and make me look part of the equation.
In the New York Times take Janice Maslin. She pointed out my academic background after the pain of Maestra, and claimed to have left history, trying to “give my inner baby a voice”.
How can this woman believe that it is possible to criticize this book from the feminist point of view, first of all against the author, turning me into a “baby” that is beyond me.
In fact, I am a woman in the fictional work written about sex, seems to prove my own private life of the review. Reporters asked to know that I slept a few people, to explore my sexual orientation.
In Europe, this book was taken seriously, and no one in the UK asked me if it was a social irony, a political comment on elite rule, or an unrestrained recreational activity.
They want to know my divorce, my boyfriend, how much autobiography about this book – God forbids a woman writer to be able to invent something.
It’s like a school, I’m bullied because it’s pretty and smart.
The attack on my teens is vicious. I became retired and secret, spent a few hours crying in my room. At that time, I now like the fashion is a form of escape from real life. I swallowed the fashion, through their pages will be transported to their own different world. My bully has left their mark. I had a big reaction to the confrontation, and when I had to talk on television or appeared on television, I found myself trembling and vomiting.
At least then the girls rushed at me and knocked my head on the brick wall – really so bad – bravely attacked me personally.
The attack on my teens is vicious. I became retired and secret, spent a few hours crying in my room.
At that time, I now like the fashion is a form of escape from real life. I swallowed the fashion, through their pages will be transported to their own different world.
My bully has left their mark. I had a big reaction to the confrontation, and when I had to talk on television or appeared on television, I found myself trembling and vomiting.
I do this because it is part of my work, and because there is still some part I think I have to prove something to my defender – I have never been, and will not be a victim.
In Mastra, Judith replied that men were objectively sleeping with them and then killed them. My own response is more stupid.
We are fortunate to live in a culture where women win the freedom to lead political parties, pursue any profession, and make an unbiased sexual choice.
But even for feminists, our values are unreasonable.
When did the last man’s victory be covered by his sexual attraction or hair?
So why do women continue to collusion with this rubbish and calm our own and our egalitarian beliefs?
Last year, when I promoted my first book, the two female friends came to help me choose what to wear.
“I do not want to wear this,” I said, lifting a practical middle dress and a boring gray tweed jacket.
“I do not want to look very wise. I want to look very strong, elegant – maybe a little sexy.”
“You can not,” my two friends answered unanimously. “Everyone will hate you”, I remember when I tried Yves Saint Laurent sequins cocktail dress angry.
But they are right that makes me realize that before we stop judging each other, a woman will never be as free as a man.