As much as I love summer nights and longer days, there’s one aspect in particular that I don’t look forward to: shorts.
Caption This: I Unfollowed Half My Instagram Feed
The Michigan Difference” being its spectacular education, athletics and unparalleled resources...but the real Michigan difference is that the women at the university are saints and the men are pigs
We have all judged someone else because of their style choices, and we have all been untrue to ourselves when we refuse to wear what we want because of the fear of others.
Italian Music Divas to the Rescue!
Read the issue 2 intro letter and check out the cover here!
How Traveling to Amsterdam Taught Me About Different Kinds of Relationships.
Dealing with the “monster menses.”
Traveling solo is a great way to boost your confidence, even if it feels scary.
If my future self would have told “1st grader Brooke” that she would be a public figure in Texas politics, little Brooke would’ve told my future self that she had spelled dentist wrong. Dreams can change through a matter of circumstance.
I stood, my tummy jutting out in my Speedo two-piece, and stared at my reflection in the mirror, zeroed in on one thing: a huge pimple right between my eyebrows. Big and red and painful. I squeezed the ever-loving shit out of that thing, but to no avail: I had only angered the beast.
In one particularly inappropriate and hilarious scene, the word “clitoris” is repeatedly shouted. My friends and I are baffled. What is that? It’s still considered “cool” to know bad words, which we assume it must be. “I dare you to ask our health teacher,” my friend says.
I just asked him if he knew about the mermaids. Specifically, the mermaid in Irish poet Nuala Ni Dhomhnaill’s “Mermaid in the Hospital,” a mermaid who wakes up to find her tail gone, replaced with “two long, cold thingammies.” . She doesn’t understand her new, working legs because they are not her: “But here's the thing/she still doesn't get— ... How she was connected/to those two thingammies/and how they were connected/to her.”
I heard so many things growing up, starting in pre-school. I believed “boys are faster and stronger than girls”, or “only girls can like pink and purple”, or “girls are smarter than boys”. Even though none of these are accurate statements, I remember feeling sad when I lost a race to a boy on the playground, thinking it was because I was weak because I was a girl. Then I remember hating that part about being a girl.
“My name is Junie B. Jones. The B stands for Beatrice. Except I don’t like Beatrice. I just like B, and that’s all.”
My friends and I were watching in awe at the promotional videos that sororities across the countries produced to lure the next class of freshman into their clan. The exhibitionism made it hard to look away, and I found myself binge-watching the gilded Panhellenic college culture of today. I had mixed feelings about whether this was something that I wanted to be a part of.
I hope we together can knock the truth that YOu Is SmaRt, YoU is StroNG, and YoU is BeauTiFuL who don’t need no man into your head.
*Starts playing single lady*
Although I consider myself a feminist, only recently have I began to notice the anti-feminist ways that my friends and I discuss our love lives, or lack thereof, in a college setting.
GIGO: Garbage In, Garbage Out. A common concept often used in computer programming. Now though, it has been coined by sociological analysts to explain a common phenomenon in business: if something starts off with bad information or intentions, it will ultimately end up going to bad places.
“No, I’m not interested,” is never that simple. Why do men try to pursue you and then act like you’re trash for not wanting them?
For anyone learning the ropes of feminism, it can be beneficial to embrace a set of principles, or an “honor code”, so to speak. Over the years, I’ve been able to learn tiny things that have helped me become a stronger woman, and handle difficulties that come my way.
As someone with eighteen years of vivid wisdom, my past experiences have slowly shaped me into becoming the person I am today. This kind of experience can only be taught through time itself, and this is the constant weakness of an innocent child. In her own naive youth, I want to highlight my own experiences as a female, and give my younger cousin advice on how to navigate life when there isn’t necessarily a road map available.
Potentially, the fact that I was put off by her height could be written off as a physical preference, like preferring redheads over brunettes or any other normal attraction preferences which everyone has. But I wasn’t put off by the tall men I’d had relationships with. The more I considered my attitude towards dating men and women as a bisexual woman, the more inconsistencies I found.
I decided to watch the new show because I wanted to see how it would portray a female plus-sized character -- a type of character who is often poorly represented or not represented at all. I wanted to know if this film was going to do her justice.