As Women's Month draws to a close, one of the takeaways for me is the need for more inclusivity on our journey to equality, to a life where women feel safe and supported, writes Charlotte Bauer.
Between Women's Month and the Barbie movie, the country's been captured by pink. Pink clothes, pink cupcakes, pink drinks, pink concerts. There's so much pink going around I'm feeling quite dizzy.
At my local park, I goggle as hundreds of women in pink T-shirts surge past - walking, running, puffing, pushing strollers. I witness packs of shiny young Barbie clones attacking the popcorn stand at my local Cineplex. Just the other day, I was practically asphyxiated by a cluster bomb of pink helium balloons held aloft by three women in a hotel lift - they'd been at a 'ladies' tea, they said, as I batted away balloons to get some air. From the way they were laughing, I thought there was a good chance they'd skipped the tea part and gone straight for the Brut rosé. One of them let out a small burp. I swear it was pink.