Monday, November 29, 2010

Love that brand?


I have a confession to make. I love Sportsgirl. It's the perfect work day fix. Don't you think? You're tired, stressed, emotionally run down. You pop out for a quick Oporto burger and coffee, and walk past SG. You peak inside, swearing you won't buy anything. See the sale rack, or the new shoes being displayed, or that floral jumpsuite you saw Venessa Hudgens wearing in this weeks Grazia. You can't help yourself. BAM. You've spent $120. But you feel great. And you look great. And really, it's pretty reasonable.

The sad thing is, we don't know if Sportsgirl are sans slaves. So it's time we send them a message. It's time we send all our favourite brands a message. We are demanding a slave free brand.

Go here, upload a photo of you wearing a favourite brand or item of clothing, and demand that your favourite designer becomes Slave Free.

It's pretty simple. And you can do it over and over again.

Tuesday, November 23, 2010

The Face of Poverty

It's cool to care. Celebrities become Good Will Ambassadors. Companies have their Social Responsibility. School leavers take their gap year in South America at an orphanage.

But does poverty have a face to us?

We live in a world where we can pretty much access anything we want at any time. World News. Our bank details. Update our status. Find out the weather in Alaska. We have apps on our phones for everything. If we spend more than 12 hours away from a computer we start to freak out. We need information.

And we're bombarded with information about the world around us. To not know about global poverty would be to live in ignorance. It's a choice not to know when once it was a choice to know.

I found myself in a conversation about the difference between world poverty, families who survive on less than a dollar day. And that our own communities here in Australia are reluctant to give to relief in the Congo or Nepal, because 'we have issues here'. And the flip side of that is, people who are poor in Australia (or other developed countries) aren't truly poor because they are feed and have support from the government.

But when was the last time we spoke to one of these 'poor' people. And defined what poor really is. For many, it is the starvation they go to sleep with at night. A mother dying of AIDs. Famine and drought. But in our own city, poor is the lack of community and true relationships. They are lonely, dis-empowered by the government and forgotten by family.

With the riches we have been given, it is our responsibility to serve the community overseas in developing countries. Both financially and actively. But it is also our responsibility to serve our community in our own city who has been forgotten. They want more than a hot meal and bed at night. They want a smile, a 'hello' and someone who cares.

Give your own paradigm of poverty a face. It's something a World Vision ad can never give you.

Sunday, November 21, 2010

I went shopping and bought this...


With Christmas fast approaching, along with it's parties and gatherings, plus the excess of engagement parties, weddings, baby dedications, birthday parties, and really just a multiple of excuses to get-together, I decided I needed to venture out and find some pretty new dresses.

I encountered three problems.

1. Actually finding something. Girls you will know that when you want to buy something specific, you'll never find it.

2. Keeping it in the budget. No point blowing this weeks wage all at once. I still need to buy a bikini!

3. My now activated socially and ethically aware concious wouldn't be quiet. And this blog kept me accountable. Better be true to my word and start purchasing fair trade!

And I found it. My new favourite store. Regina Garde. Located on Crown Street in Surry Hills, she offers beautiful, whimsical items made in Bali. The material is sourced in Italy (still need to check out if the material is ethical) but the manufacturing is all geared towards giving people a fair wage and opportunity.

And the best part. It didn't blow the budget! Perfect for a cocktail party with tan heals or wearing around a friends pool over a pink Seafolly bikini!


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Tuesday, November 16, 2010

In Uganda


In Northern Uganda, where I was earlier this year, there is a village bordering Sudan. Girls as young as 13 are disappearing from this village, and being found again in Sudan, working as prostitutes. Northern Uganda is already a land devastated by 22 years of rebel army war. Hundreds of thousands of children have been take captive as soldiers and child brides. Now just a few years after peace has been declared in Africa's longest running war, human trafficking is rearing it's ugly head.

Find out more and donate here through the Call+Response website.

Ruby Bridges; The Young Abolitionist


50 years ago, Ruby Bridges was the first black student to attend a white school. Resulting in a mob of angry parents, and empty class rooms. Now, Ruby is back at the same school working to advocate for fair education for all students, and teaching them about social justice issues. 

Read her story here

Monday, November 15, 2010

Trafficking more of a problem in Australia than previously thought

Don't you love it when you're ideal of a place gets slightly distorted. Australian's have an attitude that we are so far removed from war and famine. Almost untouchable to crime. And safe from financial collapse. Unfortunately our bubble might be popped with this report. It looks like trafficking in Australia is a much bigger problem than specialists previously predicted. Time to start paying attention to your next door neighbour Aussies! Read the latest news on trafficking in Australia here.

Christians fleeing Iraq

The amount of Christians being persecuted and fleeing Iraq has grown significantly in the last 2 weeks. Read about it here.

Sunday, November 14, 2010

It doesn't just happen overseas

Woman charged with sexual servitude

Release Date: November 12, 2010
A 30-year-old Chinese woman is scheduled to appear before Melbourne Magistrate’s Court today after being charged by the Australian Federal Police (AFP) for allegedly trafficking women from China for the purposes of sexual exploitation.
To read more go here.

it's just a rainy day


My hopes of lying in the sand with the hot sun on my back were replaced with storm clouds and being forced in doors. Today, I had nothing planned. And it felt wonderful.



The problem with days empty of meetings, coffee's and plans, is that you know you should do something productive. So, I began cleaning out my wardrobe. 



I went through old draws, and found old clothes, taking up too much room. I divided my clothes into three, messy piles. One with T-shirts for my friends in Uganda. One with belts, shoes, backs, skirts, dresses for the women at the sex-workers drop in centre I visit. And one for the Op-Shop at HopeStreet, where you can buy anything for a dollar, with the money going back into serving the community.



So now I have more room to start making my basics fair trade!
(I just need to clean up the mess I've made from rearranging my wardrobe now!)