Sasha Harding
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I’m Sasha Harding, an 18-year-old author from Shropshire, UK. I write pieces inspired by personal experience and sharp cultural observation. As a relentless female reviewer, I deliver no-nonsense takes on books, films, and literature. .
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The Bare Truth: A Journey Through the Early History of Nudity. Content Warning.
Venus, Fertility, and Stone-Age Selfies Take a look at the Venus of Willendorf, a 30,000-year-old figurine carved from oolitic limestone. She’s naked — very naked — and she’s not alone. Similar “Venus figurines” pop up all across prehistoric Europe, most with exaggerated features like wide hips and ample breasts. Archaeologists believe these features symbolized fertility, abundance, and perhaps the ideal prehistoric body positivity.
By Sasha Harding8 months ago in History
Why Women Understand Fight Club but Men Don’t Understand Little Women
I suppose the idea that women can understand men’s issues or ideologies has always existed. Women have been the more nurturing, caring gender, the ones who have gone through their own moments of identity crisis and, therefore, can easily understand others when they eventually go through the same phases. However, as a writer and an avid reader, I’ve come to notice that men, in general, seem to lack this depth of empathy when it comes to understanding women’s perspectives through literature.
By Sasha Harding9 months ago in Critique
Beauty and Brains: A Rare Ideal or a Misunderstood Reality?
This ideal, as elusive as a four-leaf clover, has fascinated and divided society for decades. It is often said you’ve “won the genetic lottery” if you have both, a concept rooted in a casual remark that society seems to have embraced: conventionally beautiful people are presumed less intelligent, while those with high IQs are not typically deemed attractive. For those who embody both traits, this stereotype can feel deeply offensive. Imagine being told, “You’re so beautiful — I didn’t expect you to be intelligent.” A backhanded compliment, if ever there was one.
By Sasha Harding9 months ago in Critique
