This blog consists of the things I love, find amusing, glimpses into my life and occasionally some of my writing. Things you'll find here...
Glitter. Books. Feminism. Coffee. Andrea Gibson. Activism. Dresses. Beyonce. Art. Tea. Flowers. Tattoos. Harry Potter. Butterflies. Tina Fey. Darren Criss and Chris Colfer. Photographs. Spoken word. Emma Watson. Bows. Dandelions.
Also, check out my other blog dedicated to the chronicling of my bald adventures and loving all bodies without question, http://showerbald.tumblr.com/
If you are a white woman and you want to call yourself a feminist, you must acknowledge that your whiteness affords you a privilege that shields you from a lot. You must also acknowledge that you are afforded privileges that some men in this country do not have. Racism and sexism are tightly intertwined. You cannot fight one while ignoring the other.
Maybe home is nothing but two arms holding you tight when you’re at your worst.
When you grow up as a girl, the world tells you the things that you are supposed to be: emotional, loving, beautiful, wanted. And then when you are those things, the world tells you they are inferior: illogical, weak, vain, empty.