Who Are You?
Existentialist
&
Girly Girl
Feminist
Pragmatic Optimist
Childish Dreamer
Why would a blog about Existential Philosophy be so pink?
Because it’s my blog bitch, and I love 3 things in equal measure: the color pink, flowers, and thinking about death.
Well, I don’t love thinking about death so much as I do it anyway: compulsively and constantly.
I wanted people to have a space on the internet where we can discuss happiness, culture, community, identity, and ethics through an Existential lens.
Thus Imagine Her Happy was born.
This blog tries to answer one or both of these questions:
- Who would we be as individuals and as a society if we centered our lives around accepting our own impermanence?
- Would the suffering of the world ease if we named our hurt the absurd and felt it together?
Sometimes answering those questions means ruminating on Disney Princesses, criticizing Globalism, or giving an art history lesson. In all instances though, Existential philosophy is at the heart, inspiring a sense of responsibility and peace.
But that’s not why the blog is pink, that’s why the blog is a blog.
There’s so much pink because it seems that on some level, unconsciously or consciously, we see hyper-feminine aesthetics as inherently juxtaposed to disciplines like philosophy, especially those branching out from Nihilism.
For a while, I didn’t admit it, but my own internalized misogyny made me keep my femininity at arms reach. As a thing of silk and lace, I considered it something I slip over my wretched soul any time I wanted to become a woman.
Without it, my intellectual self was compliantly cloaked in a sullen colorlessness, as it is the uniform of a Nihilist. But packaging Existentialism with this type of depressive seriousness doesn’t accurately reflect how these ideas can make you feel.
My Existentialist love of life wears the colors of a meadow in May.
What we’re also doing when we exclude societal markers of Femininity from Existential philosophy is we damage and limit our ability to cope with life’s absurdity.
Let’s pivot a bit by asking what femininity means to us as a generalization anyway?
Femininity is mother nature, beauty, art, nurturing, joy, caring for others, a willingness to be emotional, and a drive to be sympathetic. What’s girly in life is small and precious. It’s the quiet breeze that brushes a sun-dress against your thigh, a poem that only two people read, and a child carrying around fond memories of you.
When you think of it, things we consider Feminine are actually some of the most meaningful aspects of life once you’re gripped by the knowledge of the absurd. If life is meaningless and time is an enemy you cannot hold off, then shouldn’t our days be filled with love, beauty, and spaces shared with someone else?
The feminine identity is loaded with helpful tools for navigating the fear and pain of living in an apathetic universe.
Gender is a social construct, we know that. And frankly, if you’re an Existentialist and don’t believe people have an inherent essence, then you really can’t believe that someone is inherently a woman or a man.
But in order to dismantle a gender binary, we need to recognize the equality of each side so as to encourage fluidity between them.
So, to make a long story short…
The blog is pink because I believe everyone should access their feminine side. In doing so, we will impute value to feminine identity, social roles, and spaces. Maybe then, we will have what it takes, as individuals and as a society, to look at our existential problems head-on, find solutions and find peace.
Also, I just really, really like pink.
