Feminism, an insult?

I have written a 5 page essay about myself and why I am the way I am. I am considering making it into a zine. But I'm not too sure if I have the following to become "popular" and/or have people be interested in me and what I have to say about life and other things.
This week I've been struck harshly with anxiety. I don't know what it is, but the second half of this week has been better than the first half. In my Communications class, a couple of students have picked on me (so to speak) because I am a feminist, and I believe it is because they do not understand what it means. I don't take offense to being called a feminist (or a bitch for that matter), being a feminist, feminism, etc. That's absurd! A peer asked me what feminism is and I gladly told her, and she seemed pretty pleased. I'm glad someone asked me instead of blindly turning their back on gender equality. At least I've opened someone's eyes.

I am...

So, about 2 weeks ago in my Communications class my teacher had us write a 10 line poem of sorts, describing ourseves. Each line had to begin with I am. And this is what I came up with:

I am a feminist.
I am shy.
I am the oldest of my siblings.
I am creative.
I am unique.
I am ponderous.
I am anxious.
I am tall.
I am witty.
I am who I am for myself.

Collared and laced.

Collar: Made by me! You can buy one here.

Dress: Delia's (belt not included)

Socks: Betsey Johnson (pack of 2 for $7 at Dillard's)

Shoes: Rue 21

This is the second outfit I've left the house in today. I had to run back home and change after an incident this morning. I love my collar (of course), and this dress is lovely and makes me feel girly. And I love red lipstick!

God is Dead

An introduction is needed. My name is Stephanie. Please forgive me as I'm just getting this blog started after countless attempts to dedicate myself to the internet. I'm a busy young adult as I'm working 2 part-time jobs and attending college full time. I don't believe in fashion as much as I believe in style. Fashion is for impossibly skinny girls portrayed in the high fashion magazines in strange poses and it all just seems, well, unreal. When you walk down the street, do you see girls like you see in the magazines? I know I don't, but I love in a small (yet growing) town in southern Arizona. Style on the other hand is easy. You can be any size, shape, color, gender to have style. You just have to have an eye for what looks good and that is very perspective, subjective. The one thing you must have along with "the eye" (as I'll call it) is confidence. Who cares if people walk past you and throw you dirty looks. Don't worry about what people might say. You look great! You're beautiful! Confidence is key ;) Now, I should add I am not a wealthy girl living in uptown New York and going to fashion shows. I am a regular (that might not be the correct word) girl living at home. I don't make a lot of money, and I shop when I have money to spend. I shop in stores you shop at. I've never been to Louis Vuitton or any designer store. I'm just like you, and I'll show you outfits I've put together with things I've bought, thrifted or DIYed. So stay tuned!
This is a William Control (bought online) T-shirt that reads GOD IS DEAD (William Control has published a book containing an essay with the same title). The T-shirt was reconstructed by me, I just cut off the sleeves and added lace. I also cut off the collar. The pastel pink skirt was thrifted. It's Charlotte Russe and I bought it with the tags still attatched! I'm also wearing vertically striped tights and black mary-jane type heels. Not pictured is a pleather jacket I recieved for Christmas a couple of years ago from Rue 21. If I put a price on the this outfit, it would be about $50.
Thanks for stopping by! I just hope this was a successful first post. Leave your questions/comments below, I'd love to know what you think. :D
xx