December 29, 2013


I am going to tell you a secret.

I know it's not a secret once it's in the internet, but here goes.

I wanted girls.

What, couldn't hear me?

I wanted girls. And not because I wanted to dress them up like dolls and put them in ballet to make them the girliest girls alive. I'm not saying that's wrong, I'm just saying that's not me. I am not a girly-girl. While I danced for a long time growing up, and was even a cheerleader, I was no where close to a girly-girl.

No...I wanted girls because I felt prepared for girls. I have a really great relationship with my own mother; I was a women's studies minor in college; I studied a lot of female adolescent issues; I knew the bad things that our society was impressing upon our girls like poor body image and lack of self-esteem and the need for acceptance from the opposite sex.

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