Homeward Bound T-Shirt
Homeward Bound T-Shirt
really cute animal crossing themed birthday!
(please don’t remove source!!!)
Oh my goodness.
A World Globe Made Out of Thousands of Individually Painted Matchsticks
The New Yorker!!
"I woke up this way." Thanks for visiting GVSU Laverne Cox! (at The Eberhard Center @ GVSU)
Tell me catcalling answers an invitation made by bare skin and I’ll tell you to visit Chicago in February.
I’ll point out the shapeless sacks of winter women, their clunky Sorel boots and sleeping-bag coats and scarves wound three times over, neck-brace style. But don’t watch…
Alexander Harding - Visible Light, 2010
words by Lindsay, image (partly) courtesy of the NY Daily News
A few weeks ago, I stopped by my neighborhood CVS for one-person party supplies and a current-events refresher, delivered as usual: via magazine covers. Forget the tabloids — some dude can sneeze his wife’s hair off, sure, and Dick Cheney probably is a robot; it’s Glamour that’s out of control. February’s cover featured Shakira, perfect date outfits, and 1,001 men answering all your questions about “Sex, Your Body, Babies, and Falling in (and out of) Love.”
"Men teaching women about women," I said to my BFF cashier (she always lets me use expired ExtraReward coupons), holding up a copy. "Like anyone would buy that.” We rolled our eyes, we had a good laugh. Then I went home and watched the Golden Globes extol the lifetime achievement of Woody Allen: writing for women.
For the past year, we’ve been lamenting the lack of a meeting space for people like us: super rad, ***flawless, confused women navigating that murky middle area between adolescence and “real life.” We’re starting new jobs, signing solo apartment leases, investigating that fabled money myth (where does it come from? how do we get some?? where is it always GOING???), downloading ill-fated dating apps or planning weddings, trying to avoid cliches (seeing ourselves as “blossoming flowers” or “sudoku puzzles yet to be solved,” which is actually one Hannah just made up right now), and — the real kicker — facing societal and parental expectations we sometimes wish were alive. So we could KILL THEM.
As millennials with the constant impulse to share our every passing thought with the world via social media, the solution seemed pretty obvious to us: START A BLOG! So, on and off for the past year, we’ve been brainstorming the sort of platform we want to be, the content we want to produce, and the women whose stories we want to hear.
We want our blog to be an inclusive, intersectional meeting place made by and for self-identified women worldwide. We want to challenge all the daily bullshit dealt by movies and media and our pig-headed bosses. We want to celebrate our differences, catalogue our experiences, analyze pop songs, make dumb jokes.
More than anything, we want FULL-ON MONETS to capture every version of who we are by dealing in the things we care about, no matter how big or small, sincere or sarcastic. If that’s something that appeals to you and/or other women you know, hit us back within the next week and we’ll work on generating submission ideas together. Let’s test out that power-in-numbers thing, without ever losing our individual, sometimes contrary voices.
We hope you’ll enjoy what we have to say, and we hope you’ll chime in with your individual, original point of view. Happy reading!
Hannah and Lindsay