older women in media

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 We flawless, ladies tell ’em.

Three’s a Crowd, (Jacqueline & Miranda & Cat), Rating T

A one-shot crossover of silliness. Because hot older women who run the media will keep falling for hotshot girl reporters in their mid-20s. I have a type, what can I say?

“You’re late,” Cat remarked, sliding a dry martini along the table towards Jacqueline. “Miranda’s doing the sigh.”

“We can’t all come and go by superhero,” Jacqueline huffs, unbuttoning her white blazer and taking a seat in the one unoccupied Jacobsen chair. “Wasn’t there a fireplace here?”

“You’re thinking of the St. Regis,” Miranda pointed out, not unkindly for once. “But that décor is far too oppressive for late summer. You finally got free of him, then?”

“The only upside of 45 being in town is that the universe saw fit to karmically balance that by sending Cat along too.” Jacqueline drained her drink, knowing it would sit heavily with the earlier Scotch and not caring much about it. She hadn’t survived all these years in publishing without learning to handle her liquor, and god knows her company tonight could match her shot for shot if it came to it. “Though Miranda, I confess it’s your brain I need to pick first and foremost.”

“I knew one day Scarlet would look for real fashion inspiration,” Miranda answered softly, flagging down the waiter and ordering another round with a silent twist of her finger. “I just didn’t expect you to climb down so soon.”

“Be nice,” Cat warns, but she’s pouting a little at not being the center of attention.

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anonymous asked:

What I absolutely love about WW is that Diana is not a twenty something, thin as a pin beach babe (ahem, supergirl, ahem). Gal Gadot is a 32 year old woman who's had two kids and she's beautiful and strong. For once the love interest is not ridiculously older than her, she and Chris are close in age. There were amazons in their 40s and 50s. It goes against the whole attitude of 'It's sexy when men age but woman's gone past her sell by date after she hits 25.' Older women are beautiful too.

Omg, I didn’t even think of the lack of age difference thing. You’re so right. And I definitely appreciate seeing older women kicking ass! I don’t watch Supergirl, but I don’t have a problem with it. Twenty-somethings need female heroes too–and lbr, Gal is thin and would look just fine chilling on a beach. xD But yeah, given that we so rarely see older women in roles like this, it is a nice change. Popular media often seems to reflect the idea that women kind of “expire” by like age 30, which is such bullshit. I especially appreciated Antiope, because Robin Wright is 51, and she was so badass and amazing and strong and beautiful. MORE LIKE THIS, PLEASE.

anonymous asked:

Full offence but Ryner deserves more love than fandom gives her. A lot more.... Nothing is better than badass old ladies who are nuturing and kind but can still kick your ass and dont give a fuck

Full offence but this fandom really sleeps on Ryner and that makes me sad. I must say the Olkari are probably one of my fave alien races so far (if not the fave) and I would love to see more headcanons/metas/arts/fics about them

And Nonny? HARD same. I often find myself drawn to older ladies like Ryner or Lin Beifong (unsurprising since they’re both voiced by the same actress) or Valka from How to Train your Dragon. I love ladies who are older, more mature, have more experience, are like mentor figures, tough as nails but also have a soft and kind side. It’s a type of character you don’t see too often in media since there’s this aversion to portraying older women, and even when a character like that does appear (like Ryner) they often don’t get much attention in fandom because the majority of fandom is shipping and people aren’t interested in shipping women of a certain age :P

one of the depressing parts of living in orange county is seeing girls in their early 20s getting fillers and lip injections and…new…chins and shit. it’s not only unnerving in a “how the fuck does this person have nary a freckle or laugh line” but they look older. 

obviously it’s a product of beauty demands on women and the media and shit but goddddd it’s soooo sad

anonymous asked:

Am so pleased you loved Mad Max: Fury Road! I would love to hear your thoughts on how the female characters are portrayed compared with in Avengers: Age of Ultron. Also wonder if you have seen Anita Sarkeesian's tweets proclaiming that Mad Max isn't feminist, which I couldn't disagree with more.

There were a few different parts to your ask, anon, so this ended up turning into a loooooong reply.

The main appeal of Mad Max for me personally is that it’s an amazingly well made action movie without any of the—pardon my French—unselfconscious dickwaving that makes the majority of action movies alienating for me as a female viewer. In fact, the film very clearly addresses how destructive toxic masculinity is. I wish I could say ‘big whoop’, but unfortunately this level of self-conscious criticism in mainstream films is incredibly rare, especially in the action genre. So just off the top of my head, here’s some of the things I feel Mad Max does differently from Age of Ultron (and the majority of other action movies out there) with respect to women and gender. (Mild spoilers under the cut.)

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Patriarchal, heteronormative society: devalues middle-aged women simply because they’ve aged, perpetuate the notions that women ‘let themselves go’ or 'are past their best’, places percieved time limits on a woman’s sexual attractiveness as well as their worth and usefulness in society, reduces them to 'the mother of’ roles in media because older women can’t be strong, complex individuals that people will aspire to be like and look up to


WLW: Hold my beer

Though Overwatch has had some trouble with character design in the past, I heartily thank them for making the cast of the game overall very women-friendly. They’ve managed to show that a game can include a large and very diverse cast of playable female characters - and that such game can be fun for casual and competitive players. 

Overwatch is one of the few games on the market that fits a competitive brawler niche to have a cast of women characters that differ in body type, ethnicity, and even age to such a wide degree. They’ve made it clear that women can and will be anything, that not all women characters need to have their personality modeled around their sexuality (but that some can), that having a clear ethnicity does not mean you have to become a stereotype, and that, contrary to popular myth, we only get better with age! I think this last point is so important and so often overlooked; in the course of modern media, be it video games, movies, or TV, there are very few depictions of older women compared to the myriad (positive, strong, or otherwise prominent) depictions of older men. 

Games like Bioshock Infinite and The Last of Us have you playing an aging male protagonist partnered with a youthful (and often naive) young woman, and yet if the roles were reversed we would see the game in a very different light, and I think chances are a game like that would receive higher criticism or at least be discussed as if it fills a specific niche. Games with older men, on the other hand, are often taken to be the “everyman” protagonist - something that doesn’t appeal to a niche audience and is intended for all viewers. Over the course of this pattern in media we’re being sent a message: older women can’t be interesting. Older women don’t have adventures. Older women can’t be heroes.

We’re all going to age. It’s inevitable. But the exclusion of positive and inspiring older women characters in media can create an air of fear around the concept of female aging - that we as women can’t live a passionate, exciting life the closer we get to the end of our journey.

The new Overwatch character - Ana Amari - is 60 years old. She’s a bounty hunter from Cairo and was once a founding member of Overwatch. She served in combat to protect her country up until her 50′s, when she was believed to be killed in action. She is a mother. She is a leader. She is one of the world’s greatest snipers. She is a hero.

And well, the world could always use more heroes.

Tina. Amy. Gilda. Jane.

These names are more than just names to me. They are women who left an indelible mark on my soul. They are women who helped me grow up. They are women who taught me how to be who I am today.

The 40th anniversary special of Saturday Night Live had me feeling incredibly nostalgic, as I wrote earlier. I remember the moment I discovered SNL. I’m pretty sure, actually, that it was around this time of year. In late January 2004, Jessica Simpson and Nick Lachay hosted (what a throwback to the early-aughts MTV era…). I was 12 years old. It was the first episode I remember being able to keep my eyes open for the whole way through.

Shortly thereafter, I was hooked. I was lucky enough to have grown up during an era where, not only could I look forward to watching the show live every weekend, but I could come home from school and see reruns on Comedy Central and E!. I had the best of both worlds: I could simultaneously watch a great current cast and great casts of the past. I was almost immediately obsessed. When I love something, I love it 150 percent. It’s not amateur hour.

I decided that I had to learn everything there was to ever know about SNL. I borrowed every book I could from the library, watched every special I could get my hands on. I was a smart kid, and my grades were good, but my mother has always told me that if I had had the same passion and dedication to my academic studies as I did to my SNL ones, I would have graduated valedictorian.

As a middle school girl caught up in the awkwardness of mean girls, boys, and growing up, I found myself drawn to brilliant women. I was the oldest of three girls, and aside from a few older cousins who lived hours away, for several years, I didn’t have many older women to inspire me, so I looked to the media for my lady heroes. When I discovered SNL, I didn’t only discover a pop culture phenomenon. I discovered a new group of amazing women to identify with.

They all are unique in their own ways, but they all have one thing in common: they weren’t here for your shit. They were bitches in the best possible sense of the word: they were bossy, they weren’t going to be told what to do. They were going to get on air and be seen, and they didn’t care if you liked it or not. They were loyal: best friends, sisters even, who stuck by each other’s sides through and through, never throwing the other under the bus or creating a rivalry. They were one of a kind.

Tina taught me to work hard.
Tina was my girl; I recognized such a kindred spirit with her that is hard to describe. She was me: geeky and intelligent, a smartass through and through, awkward and shy, but ambitious and stubborn to boot. Her accomplishments gave me such hope for my future. Here was a girl who was just like me, only grown up and doing it all, slowly but surely building an empire. If I worked just as hard as she did, if I was just as fiercely committed, the same could happen for me.

Gilda taught me to be brave.
Have you ever seen more fearlessness in a person? She flung herself around like a rag doll on stage, completely uninhibited. Which, given what we know now, about her inner anxieties and her eating disorder, is even more awe-inspiring. On stage, she was a completely different person. She didn’t care what she looked like. One of my favorite stories is how she broke a rib during a dress rehearsal run through of the now-iconic Judy Miller Show sketch. She taped it and went on to the show, commiting herself to the act even more.

Gilda died on my birthday, two years before I was born. When I was younger, sometimes I imagined that I was Gilda in a past life, that that’s where I got my goofiness from, only I was cursed with not being nearly as funny this time around. Today, I work a few blocks from Gilda’s Club, and sometimes I find myself walking by that red door. I pause, smile, and think of that beautiful spirit gone far too soon. I wish she was here for me to thank.

Amy taught me to be myself.
Where do I begin with Amy Poehler? So often I was either running around pretending to be Kaitlin, the preteeen goober who was constantly, endearingly, annoying her stepfather, Rick, or aspiring to have the same sort of friendship with someone as she had with Tina Fey. Amy is all about celebrating other ladies — seeing her work with smartgirlsattheparty now is just further proof of that — and standing up for who she is. She made herself an equal player in a boys’ club and stayed true to herself.

I will never forget the anecdote from Tina Fey’s Bossypants. Amy was vulgar at a table read — she often is, unapologetically so, and as someone else with an affinity for swear words, I appreciate that:

“Jimmy Fallon, who was arguably the star of the show at the time, turned to her and in a faux-squeamish voice said: “Stop that! It’s not cute! I don’t like it.”

Amy dropped what she was doing, went black in the eyes for a second, and wheeled around on him. “I don’t fucking care if you like it.” Jimmy was visibly startled. Amy went right back to enjoying her ridiculous bit …”

Jane taught me to that smart was sexy.
Jane Curtin was not goofy. She was the woman with an acerbic wit, who could match Dan Aykroyd’s barbs point for point. She also challenged the notion that women couldn’t be funny and pretty. Jane didn’t have to play dumb or make herself ugly or weird looking to get laughs. She came in and did her job pointedly. When her bits were over, I felt such an understated confidence radiate through the screen. She knew she was smart and she knew that it was intimidating, and she went with it. She was better than the boys in more ways than one, and she knew it and embraced it, though never in a pompous way.

These women meant everything to me growing up, and they still do to this day. I say this so often, but I will repeat it until I am blue in the face or until it sticks — whichever comes first. Young women need strong female role models. We need to see that we can succeed without dumbing ourselves down or sexing ourselves up. We need to see that we can accomplish just as much as men, that we can go from awkward duckling to beautiful, confident swans. We need lady heroes. We just do.

These women are such a rad group that 1200 words doesn’t do them enough justice. Go out and read Bossypants, Yes Please, Live From New York, and It’s Always Something. Go on YouTube and pour over clips of these amazing women. If you don’t understand their importance now, maybe then you will.

You know what I want to see, especially as I get older? I want to see more middle-aged and older female characters in media. I want to see women who are not just in their twenties and thirties, but clearly in their forties, fifties, sixties, and more–age lines and wrinkles and graying hair and more weight than they carried when they were eighteen, even if they’re in bad-ass condition. Women who are relevant as more than the main character’s mom, or as a hapless victim of a villains mass killing spree. Women who would in no way be mistaken for much younger people, and who have no apologies for it. 

I’m tired of older women being supporting figures to grizzled old men and youngestrs, or being washed-up divorcees trying to put their lives back together after a life-shattering divorce or the last child leaving home. I want to see a woman whose age has given her wisdom not of the “how to be a better mommy to the main character” sort, but how to defuse bombs and how to drive race cars and how to take over a board room with respect and power. I’m talking about the female detective who’s seen it all (the gray at her temples is evidence enough) and is the first one called on the scene of a tough case. I’m talking about the senior scientist who is the only one who can create the serum needed to stop the zombie apocalypse. I’m talking about the musician with her thirty-year career exploding as she takes the stage with a whole new sound. I’m talking about the eccentric artist who’s taken New York by storm–again–and to hell with the damned soup cans. I want to see Buffy the Vampire Slayer at age fifty-three, wilier and perhaps more cautious, but still quick with the wisecracks. I want to see Hermoine Granger to make sweeping improvements to the Department of Magical Law Enforcement, the pinnacle of a distinguished forty-year career. I want Pepper Potts to have plenty of company.

And I want to see them portrayed as age-appropriate actresses, too. No more twenty-six-year-old women playing forty-two-year-old characters. I want Gwyneth Paltrow and Halle Berry and Uma Thurman and Tilda Swinton out there on the screen and stage. 

Don’t get me wrong–I’ve been thoroughly enjoying the increase of awesome female characters in the YA genre and in movies and comics and elsewhere. But as I get older, I still want to see characters who are like me, even with creaky knees and that spot in my back that’s complaining just a bit, but who wouldn’t dare trade their current lives for being twenty-one again.

Whether this is intended purely as humorous or not, you can fuck right off with the ageism and sexism. Just because CR embraces her natural hair (god forbid a woman have grey hair) and cuts it short!

It strikes me as low-maintenance though and so let’s criticise women for not putting ‘enough’ effort in. Honestly with the lack of older women in media with grey hair when it naturally appears, even in period dramas, one almost thinks that society teaches women that ageing is shameful and must be hidden from sight. Not forgetting the constant rhetoric in advertising about ‘battling’ the signs of ageing, utilising the semantic field of war to pressure women into combat with their own bodies. Women age. Get the fuck over it.

Also, I’m not calling any sexist critique of physical appearance justified, but the inclusion of Teresa May is at least understandable. It’s a sad fact that society, whatever their policies or competency, love to scrutinise how female politicians look. But she’s a political figure. She polarises opinion. There is weight behind her inclusion in that tweet. Making her part of a joke - however wrong or sexist - is part of a wider ridicule of her policies and public perception of her, but to judge CR’s appearance is a special brand of bullshit.

I like the Ana-Reinhardt ship especially when they’re both old, both kind of creaky and past their prime, because honestly there’s something so comforting in seeing an older woman still seen as desirable and beautiful to an older man (as opposed to the narrative of modern media, where older men always go for younger women). There’s something comforting in a ship where both parties are old but still get to have fun and be giggly and sweet and (while I don’t post it bcus minors) sexually active just like young couples do.

I just really like seeing, for once, old people get to be in love.

Alex’s coming out on supergirl

I love the way that they have portrayed Alex’s coming out especially as she is an older women which isn’t shown as much in the media as it is usually focused on teenagers and young adults finding themselves. Her coming out was so relatable to so many people including me, when she says that “she had always strived to be perfect in all aspects of her life, but growing up, the one area in her life in which she couldn’t be perfect was dating” it was like she was taking the words out of my mouth. It’s a story that both older and younger women can relate too and I just can’t praise the show enough for choosing to portray it. 

Man, whatever you think about Crystal, it is such a good thing we’re having a magical girl show actually aimed towards older women right now. Whenever I get depressed about how little media there is about women for women with women being heroes, I remember Crystal is happening right now and my heart warms a little. The fact Sailor Moon is such an icon and is still happening warms my heart. That it’s still going strong and we HAVE this new thing to complain about! 

Especially with the whole deal where they’re actually discussing how important it is to adapt stories by women properly and be careful of men re-appropriating them in the interviews, that they want to be true to this woman’s creation and what made it so powerful and appealing to girls. That they’re really trying to capture the power and epiciness of these girls in the story that started it all.

Whether it comes across successfully to everyone, I know I’ll like it because Sailor Moon is so solid and heartwarming at it’s core, and I love what they’re trying to do with this, and that this hero who inspired so many young women, this story focused on heroic young women and their stories, is maintaining a presence in modern anime. With even the theme song screaming “this is about powerful women with stories who make their own destiny”.

Even surrounded by dudely media, I’m going to have these girls coming to me every two weeks, to gush over and nitpick and see them fight monsters and live their lives. I’ll have them to depend on whenever I feel down. I’ll have an anime that genuinely focused on celebrating these women. And it’s FOR women like me. The fact that’s happening in any form makes me happy. 

harry: *makes sure that each concert he finds a man in the audience, tells him that he is sexy, tries to get him to take off his suit, scarf… proceeds to flirt with him, searches for single men in the audience and auctions them, searches for dads in the audience, tells them that they are muscly, gets all blushy, says ‘not that important’ when liam says a good trait in a girl is being female, is uncomfortable when asked about older women or types of girls he likes and similar questions*
media: Harry Styles L O V E S OLDER WOMEN IT’S ALL hE THINKS ABOUT!!!!