Wild Woman Sisterhood
I’ve never had the desire to go rolling around in the mud with a bunch of naked women, under a full moon, with flowers in my hair. I’ve written before about how I’m not “airy fairy,” and yet it occurs to me that during that, my Reiki experience, I was doing a kind of rewilding.
Let’s call it a return to some kind of true, authentic version of ourselves.
A place where we haven’t been “domesticated” to within an inch of our lives. The lives where everything is polished, with a veneer of perfection and politeness at best and constrained and constipated at worst.
I’ve recently become reacquainted with the term “rewilding.” The term is most often used for a kind of large-scale project, whose goal is to protect wild places, their flora, and fauna. Then there’s rewilding anarchism.
“Rewilding means to return to a more wild or natural state; it is the process of undoing domestication. The term emerged from green anarchism and anarcho-primitivism. The central argument is that the majority of humans have been “civilized” or “domesticated” by agrarianism and sedentary social stratification.”
This definition is closer to where the naked ladies come in. There’s a movement (see Wild Woman Sisterhood), and this I like. I don’t know whether or not these ladies actually go rolling around in the mud, but it seems to me that in these times of, I’m saying it, “toxic masculinity” and the “me too” movement rewilding fits in quite well.
Someone who is openly and purposely rewilding is Kelly Framel, at one time a New York based, world traveler and blogger, who I have been following for years. You can take a look at her Instagram to see what she’s doing for her rewilding. And while maybe you can’t just take off, for an unspecified amount of time to Oaxaca, to reclaim the artist in yourself, she will inspire you.
I think that what most compels me about rewilding is that I don’t believe that we can be truly civilized if we can’t recognize the wild places in ourselves, the ones we must access to be open, creative, and really human.
It doesn’t matter if you’re a teenager or a crone, for women, the wild and anarchic is never far off and is nothing to fear.
alternatives to fur
We’ve talked before about how fur, whether real or faux, is not exactly what anyone would call ethical, slow, or sustainable fashion. So what’s a woman to do if she wants something warm, fuzzy, and luxurious. A knit!
Believe it or not, the collar on that cardigan is alpaca. The “Barranco Cardigan,” from M.Patmos, is made of Suri alpaca, and it was available for pre-order until… yesterday, sorry for the late notice. But it can be made to order, and it’ll ship in late January.
This is the kind of alternative to fur and faux fur many of us are ready for. Plus, it’s kind of “wild-looking” isn’t it? It looks like the 60’s, but better.
I’m thinking about gifts, gifts to give and gifts I wouldn’t mind getting. I love photography and women photographers, and Annie Leibovitz is probably my favorite. She is always all Leibovitz.
Big, thick, lusciously bound “coffee table books” are little luxuries. The best kind of gifts, in that all you can really do with them is feast your eyes and feed your soul. And that’s important. Annie Leibovitz: Portraits 2005-2016.
“I design clothes because I don’t want women to look all innocent and naive. I want women to look stronger. I don’t like women to be taken advantage of. I don’t like men whistling at women on the street. I think they deserve more respect. I like men to keep their distance from women, I like men to be stunned by an entrance. I’ve seen a woman get nearly beaten to death by her husband. I know what misogyny is, I want people to be afraid of the women I dress.”