Because a stranger didn’t grab me off the street, beat me, tear off my clothes, and then penetrated me, and as far as I knew that was the only thing considered rape. Because nobody ever…
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Day 52 of 200: The Guy Who Harassed Me All Through High School Had Friends Too
Sixty-five women who went to high school with Supreme Court nominee Brett Kavanaugh say he was a nice guy. Barf. The thing with #MeToo is it makes me furious all the time. Every story of…
762 Words About Why I Bought Purple Lipstick
I woke up at 7 a.m. this morning with “I Wanna Dance With Somebody (Who Loves Me)” circling around my head. This seems appropriate because I’ve been meaning to write a post about lipstick since…
We Deserve Magic Earrings, Misfits, and Rock & Roll Superheroes
I discovered the magical hair bleaching properties of peroxide the summer of 1987. We started out using Sun-In, but soon discovered that peroxide was way cheaper. This a vital detail. Remember it. We’ll come back…
Voice of My Generation: Seriously, What’s With Pushing Your Pop Culture Taste on Your Kids?
It’s a trend I’ve noticed a lot of over the past few years, GenX parents taking extreme pride in the way they have indoctrinated their children with their pop culture proclivities. I see it a…
Barb Abney, Sleater-Kinney & Being a 40something Woman Who Creates Things
I should have been a Riot Grrrl. The timing was right. I was a politically aware, music-loving twentysomething woman in the early-to-mid nineties, and somehow the Riot Grrrl phenomenon mostly passed me by. A few…