People ask me all the time why I bother concerning myself with issues that don’t directly affect me. They ask me all the time why I bother advocating for the oppressed, or how I find the energy to write and talk about social justice. I hear all the time “Vanessa you’re only one person, … Continue reading Why I Bother
As a feminist I feel a lot of pressure to be a “good feminist” and not reject any of the ideals for fear of being labeled a bad one. It’s unfortunate because feminists are sometimes each other’s worse critics. When we disappoint or don’t adhere to the idea of what each other’s ideas of what … Continue reading Progress over Perfection
The recent premiere of American Idol has proven to be even more tone deaf than I once thought. Focusing on the controversial kiss Katy Perry stole from contestant Benjamin Glaze, the show received some heat…or should I say publicity…translating to media attention and ratings. The show was the subject of some serious debate about the … Continue reading Consent & Double Standards
I won’t lie when; Vanessa’s Voice contacted me and asked me to guest write, I was a little intimidated. She typically covers pretty substantial and important topics on her blog. While I...I basically wrap myself in sarcasm and complain about how hard adulting is… Nevertheless I thought it my duty to at least ATTEMPT to … Continue reading “Chivalry” in a Feminist World
Saturday March 24, 2018 is a day for the history books. Early statistics are saying that the March For Our Lives is the largest attended rally in history. This is more inspiring than words can say. These students who experienced likely the worst trauma of their young lives have chose to stand up against it … Continue reading March For Our Lives
“I just want to be happy”. This phrase is something I hear almost weekly. We exclaim this growing desire to be happy but what does happiness even look like? For everyone it’s different. It is a very personal thing but I believe many of us don’t even know what our own happiness would look like … Continue reading 6 little words
Hey there baby girl.” Bewildered, I look around to see where there is a baby and where there is a girl. Instinctively I know that this comment was certainly not directed at a baby, or a girl. It is dusk and I am walking alone downtown as I head towards One James Street for night … Continue reading My Name is NOT “Hey Baby Girl”
