I’m Such A Woman, Or: Why Words Matter

Are other people as bothered by the weird little phrases that people use? For instance, some lady was saying “I’m such a woman, I can’t decide (insert whatever decision she needed to make here).” And part of me wants to reply “Oh lawdy, I’d give you advice but my uterus literally makes it impossible for … Read more

Lady Liberty, Weeping in the Dark

For a few hours last night, the Statue of Liberty was cloaked in darkness. Some saw it as a mere unremarkable power outage, others viewed it as painfully ironic social commentary sent straight from the heavens. The timing could not have been more apropos, coming on the eve of International Women’s Day as well as … Read more

I Woke Up Like This

No, this isn’t a post about how Beyonce killed it at the VMAs. Sorry, Bey. This isn’t a post about messy-haired morning selfies or claiming your flawlessness at any time of day. This is about something more sinister: the state so many young women seem to be waking up in lately, bruised and broken, in … Read more

An Ode to Rape Culture

Last night I watched Hick,  a probably little-seen indie film from 2011. This isn’t going to be a movie review, though the film itself wasn’t bad. It feels a little scattered in places, which I attribute to it being based on a book, as if they just filmed some scenes without the further exposition and … Read more

Battling Self-Hatred: Why You Are Worth Fighting For

Some days I cannot look at myself in the mirror. I brush my teeth, scrub my face, slick my hair back in the simplest possible style- all with my eyes carefully averted. Even catching the slightest glimpse can start an avalanche of hate. “Ugly, fat, gross.” I feel like I should apologize for anyone forced … Read more

A Month of Gratitude, Day 3: Comforting Creatures

I’ve always been a sucker for a fuzzy face. Okay, or a scaly, feathered, whiskered, hairless, you-name-it face. At five years old when we were living with a rat infestation of gigantic proportions, I would find the newborn baby ones, no bigger than the end of my pinkie finger, blind and pink and hairless, and … Read more

Bullying Victims Should “Grow a Pair”

A pair of wings so they can flutter off into the sunset while avoiding their tormenters? A pair of machetes so they can so they can slice off a few heads? Ohhhh right. They should grow a pair of Magical Testicles, take it like a man, snitches get stitches. Excuse me while I vomit. This … Read more