Stories matter. They are one of the fundamental ways in which we learn. In pregnancy and childbirth, “horror stories” are to avoided. To be ignored. To be drowned out by the empowered. Why does empowerment need to come at the exclusion of a whole spectrum of knowledge? Read More Birth. Stories. Horror. Power.
It’s rare for media to provide a multi-dimensional portrait of sex workers. It’s even rarer when it comes from a media outlet responsible for such titles as Vanity Fair and The New Yorker.
I am thinking of going to business school. And I have been surprised by the reactions I have received each time I have shared this aspiration. In other words, I have gotten one reaction: surprise.
Tumblr is a magical land full of gifs and fandoms and a lot of grassroots activists. Here are the best things that crossed my dashboard this week that made me laugh and think. Read More Best of Tumblr: Dormouse Edition
[This post and the links in this post contain images and text which can be triggering to victims and survivors of sexual abuse and rape.] This week, Project Unbreakable came to my attention. Grace Brown, a 19-year old woman from New York, started photographing survivors and victims of sexual abuse who are holding up signs with things their attackers said to them during said abuse. She began posting the pictures online and soon people asked if they could submit their own photos. Read More Unbreakable: A Photography Project for Victims and Survivors of Sexual Assault
“Bunnies were some of the only women in the world who could be anything they wanted.” ““ Hugh Hefner Read More Co-opting Empowerment: Televising the Playboy Club
Oprah’s had her share of A-HA! moments, and while my journey isn’t as epic as Lady O’s, I thought I’d share with you an A-HA! (or, rather, A-HAttie!) moment that I’ve had. I’d like to share it because it’s important, and because I think it could help the many, many of you who aren’t as actualized as I am. Read More A-HAttie! Moment (Or: Hattie’s Favorite Thing)
So, I’m around 30 years old, and over the past few years I’ve noticed a persistent grayening (not a word) of my hair. It first became noticeable/distressing a few months before my wedding, so like any properly crazed bride-to-be, I dyed it before the big day. Read More Gray Hairs? Who Cares?