I am going to be honest- I really did not want to write about the 130 pound sundress scandal. I didn’t. Even thinking about writing about it twisted me into knots. There is so much about this viral “story” that disgusts me and then there are all the bits that poke at the insecure parts… Continue reading Sundress, Fun Dress.
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Dear Mr. Butker.
Dear Mr. Butker, I paused before crafting this correspondence, for so many reasons. You are, as they say, viral at this very moment. Your commencement speech at Benedictine College has drawn attention like none other than I’m aware of. You have your supporters and those who strongly object to you and your words, and then,… Continue reading Dear Mr. Butker.
Lions, and tigers, and BEARS- oh my.
I almost rolled my eyes at myself when I started writing this one. So many humans are commenting on the man versus bear discussion. So many. Need I be one more? I mean, yes. I have to be. I didn’t want to be, but then a friend brought the story up to me this morning.… Continue reading Lions, and tigers, and BEARS- oh my.
I Will Leave.
My father is reading “The Song of Achilles” by Madeline Miller and shared with me the following dialogue exchange from the novel: “I will leave, if there will be trouble.” “Do not let what you have gained this day be so easily lost.” He asked me to contemplate these sentiments, to reflect. If I’m honest,… Continue reading I Will Leave.
So, I’m the worst?
There is something particularly gutting about someone telling you that you aren’t communicating well. That seems an overly general statement, as I’m not sure that everyone feels that way. I do. If I’m being completely candid, there are times that my brain is moving faster than my mouth. It’s my heart, too. There are all… Continue reading So, I’m the worst?
Dream….Bigger.
On this blog, I’ve often pondered the notion of authenticity and also, connection. And then, the intersection between the two concepts. I think when we are struggling with a sense of who we are and what we want and what we need, the connections that we form are tenuous and threatened. I think sometimes when… Continue reading Dream….Bigger.
This Sea Has The Worst Fish.
I made the horrendous mistake of getting back on a dating site for a half a minute. I know, I know: your sister/best friend/uncle/neighbor/co-worker met the love of their lives on a dating site. I don’t doubt it. In fact, I know people who have done just that. I’m not a doubter except that, well,… Continue reading This Sea Has The Worst Fish.
Optimistic, but Fragile.
I felt real fucking salty when I woke up this morning to a flurry of messages for International Women’s Day. I’m not even sure where to begin, to be honest. Well, I guess I’ll start here… I was speaking with a close friend yesterday about future professional aspiration. I was sharing that I had been… Continue reading Optimistic, but Fragile.
Trust the Overthinker.
I saw a quote online the other day that read: “Trust the overthinker who tells you they love you. They have, most assuredly, thought of every reason not to.” I felt this so hard. I am, after all, a prime time overthinker. I spend most of my time trying to figure out what people are… Continue reading Trust the Overthinker.
Girl Math.
I saw this ad on Instagram the other day for something. I mean, it obviously did not do the job because I can’t remember for the life of me what it was. Something, anyway. The advertisement was focused on a sale and the verbiage used was as follows: girl math. I fucking saw red. That’s… Continue reading Girl Math.
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