Boys, no pink for you.

Apparently. An article on this is here, but I’m so disenchanted with the media – particularly anything Yahoo feels like vomiting out – that I won’t be commenting on anything it says. Their analysis (to me) = unimportant. J. Crew is, as many of us know, a high-end retailer of clothes. A cute little peasant…

To Write Love On Her…

…ass? So, today I was walking down a hallway of my dormitory. As soon as I turned the corner, I came face-to-…not face…with a student janitor. She was bending over, trying to grab something out of her cart – no big deal – but the word “LOVE” struck me rather prominently from its location on…

Out Of Turn, Out Of Line

A tale of two days: one where I am extremely upset, and one where I am slightly less upset. Its relation to feminism and feminist issues should be rather apparent once you read it; I’m not about to bash my readers over the head with such things.