My sister began working at a multinational professional services firm earlier this year. Upon returning to Australia last month I immediately noticed that she had transformed from a university student to a chic graduate. With a hair never out of place and lips never free from red lipstick she seems to be happier and healthier than ever before.
This feminist rally makes me feel uneasy. Wonderful that equality is being brought to the forefront in such a dynamic manner, but worrying it's being utilised as part of a trend. Worrying that brands - not just Chanel - are using feminism as a way to sell, as if the ideology and movement needs merchandise.
We hear the stories of many fellow comrades who have fallen foul to that 'vampiric' institution of unpaid internships which appears to sap the elixir of life from aspirational go-getters. These people have watched The Devil Wears Prada one time too many. There's a whole corner of the internet dedicated to sharing these exaggerated cosmopolitan horror stories.