Holla
Back in my hometown, walking down the street often made me feel like Homecoming Queen. Rarely a jaunt to the bagel cafe or the record shop went by that some stranger didn’t catcall at me. I know, I know. Women’s lib. Feminism. Women aren’t objects. I believe all that, now. But truth is, at 15 […]
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Corn-Flakery
I’m going to date myself here (no pun intended) when I say the song running through my head as I write this is Tori Amos’ Cornflake Girl.* She sings, “Never was a cornflake girl, thought it was a good solution hanging with the raisin girls” which I’ve always thought was a clever line – clearly, though, […]
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Looking Back
I’m not breaking new ground here when I say that reviewing your own past is a curious endeavor that both makes you squirm with unadulterated mortification and pause with intrigued reflection. Last night, a friend and I thought it would be funny to scope out one of my very first diaries: a pink, locked little […]
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