The Queen is dead. The big question is, how long do we have to wait before it’s no longer “inappropriate” or “too soon” to talk about ditching the Monarchy?

WHERE is the MELANCHOLY?!

Softbois — men who spend time illustrating themselves as respectful of women — are often less respectful than those who let their actions speak for themselves. // art by @chalametinart

Stranger Things 4 showed that, while mind flayers and Demogorgons are all terrifying, there’s nothing scarier than a white man on the hunt.

A lot of people don’t actually know this, but we all have the same 24 hours in a day, so use those hours wisely! Lucky for you, here’s your guaranteed guide to help you disgusting peasants be a totally girl boss babe. Follow this 5 step guide, and you too can enjoy such luxuries and The Influencer Sofa, mid-lockdown “work” trips to Dubai and complaining about Italian food.

I’ll be listening to Christmas carols, slowly unpacking our decorations, making gingerbread houses, and snuggling in with blankets and tea for those nights that start at 5:45 these days to watch some old classics for the next 8 weeks, and there’s nothing you can do to stop me.

The flâneur has the capacity to be reinvented.

Over a year ago, comedian and wife guy Alec Robbins released his smash hit comic Mr Boop, where he tells the factual tale of his life being married to Betty Boop – yes, that Betty Boop. A new panel was released daily, and in a pandemic haze, I was obsessed. Each day we’d wait with bated breath for a new issue. Did he still love his wife? Oh, thank goodness, he did. What started off as a silly comic about a guy who was really into his wife turned into a feminist horror about narratives, control and expectations.

Now I could write a nuanced article about how violence is deemed less inappropriate than female gratification on screen, or I could talk about how Hollywood has become so monopolised that it’s accidentally reverted back to the virtuous and sexless ways of the Hays code, but instead, I’m going to write a shitpost ranking the oral aptitude of all the Batmen, because apparently, I’m now the Boshemia Superhero correspondent?

We eventually found ourselves back in Echo Park—broke, lonely, and gay. As these codependent friendships go, we were destined for an end, or a pause. Night after night of drinking and feeling like losers started to wear on us.

Over the past decade or so, superheroes have only gotten bigger and bigger - this has just so happened to coincide with the rise of body dysmorphia in men. There is an increased pressure for men to have washboard abs, have basically no body fat and have a perfect V-shaped body; when the majority of media features men who look like action dolls, it makes sense that men are conditioned to believe that this is how they should look.

Taylor Swift taught me how to talk about differing-gender relationships long enough to get out of my hometown, and later, my college town, a script that allowed me to appear authentic even as I was struggling to articulate, internally, what I wanted out of my life. And for that, I love her.

It was a day of peaceful but powerful protest and people power. In this author and protest attendee’s opinion, police escalation of hostility was what sparked the violent clashes as the sun went down.

Historians have removed the idea of women as flaneurs for years, deeming their experience of city walking to be limited. Perhaps it was never limited, just different.

The image of a monstrous woman is used to belittle, shame and discourage powerful women, teaching them to adhere to the status quo and remember their place.

Superhero moves offer simple solutions to simple threats. There are bad guys and good guys and nothing in between. The Boys takes that view and turns it in on itself. There are no good guys and bad guys: there are simply corporations and people fighting for power. And they can do whatever they want.

Boshemia designer and contributor Lauren Elizabeth, who lived in France for close to seven years, reacts to Emily in Paris.

Once again police brutality and the force’s institutionalised racism has reared its ugly head, and the concept of watching a nice, comforting TV show about cops is practically nauseating.