This blog is NOT a manual for finding revenge on past lovers. Although I'd be lying if that motivation hadn’t crossed my mind once or twice (look at me now, a scorned woman casting revenge on the men who’ve hurt her by publicly shaming their love making skills on a small-time blog)... But, alas, these words I write are for every woman in this improved, but nonetheless male-driven society who wants to explore their own inner seductress. It’s about finding control in their world by using inspiration from some of the most misrepresented fictional and non-fictional women of the millennium, as well as how they used their influence to get what they want. We're unapologetic for it.
I introduce to you The Modern Femme Fatale.
While the femme fatale has been perceived as an evil antagonist in the noir film era – mostly because of her open defiance to the female norm of cooking, cleaning, and birthing children. However, it’s also for her uprising against the male protagonist and her clear motive to seduce him, have him bend his free will at her mercy, and make him do horrible acts that benefit only her (just writing this makes me cringe and want to mock men… God forbid a woman is assertive, she gets labelled as a manipulative temptress! As a modern-day feminist, I find this concept laughable). However, even though they aren’t to be trusted in order to follow the storyline, I couldn’t help but feel drawn to these characters for their self-awareness and obvious ability to get what they want (by any means necessary). Why don't we as women use this obvious power to alter situations? Or, if we already have been, why hasn’t anyone told me about this secret weapon!? Don't we share things more? Why haven’t these tips and tricks gone viral!?
The more I investigated the power of the femme fatale, the more I found tons of women who were absolutely fucking beautiful!
These voluptuous, well-dressed, healthy, poised, smiling, wide-eyed, curious, curvy, graceful, clear spoken, excitable women! They owned their worth, were proud of their goals, and could command a room of
men and women upon entry.
Their grand entrance to each scene would be a steady reveal of their face and body, with slow zooms in and out to create this illusion of mystery and confidence. When she enters the room, everything slows down and your eyes are drawn to her.
How in the world could I empathize with the men in these stories when she was so incredibly powerful and strong?
Well, as quick as these films would reveal that these women were more powerful than the average, plain women – they would quickly shift to her ulterior motive. One that was disrespectfully defiant to the lead males’ goals and desires. Oh no... A woman who disagrees with a man. She must be evil. Quick! Witch! Stone her! Burn her alive!
I think we can all agree that those days are behind us... Just about! Women have more power than ever before (there are even women running for the title of president now... what?) And that general femme fatale cut-out description (see above) is now celebrated amongst females. Albeit not all females, but most. So, why doesn't the femme fatale image become an icon of power and pride in modern society? Why aren’t we channeling that inner female strength to exude the confidence to be happy?
I myself have needed a lot of inspiration this last year. It’s like my heart needed the protection and my mind needed a shift in attitude. My whole body and soul were craving a makeover (see My Story). So, when this powerful woman figure who gets what she wants and breaks some hearts doing so came into my peripherals, I was drawn to her. By her, I mean the femme fatale version of myself. The one who makes the effort to look incredibly stylish. The version who holds eye contact with a stranger. The one who doesn't listen to the voice in the pit of my stomach telling me 6/10 problems that haven't happened, will happen. The version of myself that doesn’t apologize if you disagree with my actions – that’s your business.
A femme fatale version of me is one who isn't scared about never getting married. She has her own finances, her own home, her own education, and her own trophies. One who learns how to build Ikea furniture. One who owns a drill and a sewing machine. She walks away from situations that don’t benefit her and doesn’t apologize when she’s called out for her actions. This version of me is one who goes out in New York on a Saturday night and is satiated by the compliments received by my own self-worth, not by the attention of others.
I haven't felt this inspired to glow up my world in a long time. To change something deep in the core. To strangle my old attitude and emerge a beautiful butterfly of fierce femininity. I still have a long way to go and I hope that I'll always be working towards my destination. But, right now, I'm becoming a powerful feminine person and I want you (my readers) to be part of this transformation.
So, comment! Challenge me! Debate with me! Empower yourselves! Like. Share.
Do nothing. Eat a bagel. Eat two.
However, you might feel a fire right at the top of your tummy that’s enraged by how you've been positioned in this world. Men have hurt you. Women have hurt you. Society hurts you and you don’t know how to fix it. If so, then please be a part of this community. Find your feminine and energy use your fatale powers to command the respect you deserve.
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