Since 2011, The Lady Jane has been a staple of Historic Downtown Harrisonburg, and at the helm is Sara Christensen, local small business owner. I got her to spill the tea about life, passion, intersectionality, and entrepreneurship. Find out what advice she has for young ambitious women based on her personal experiences. (Via @theladyjaneshop on […]Read More Entrepreneurial Empowerment: An Interview with the Lady Jane
“I DON’T have emotions. I’m not like YOU.” My most recent relationship revolved around this concept. My boyfriend would remind me, time and time again, that I was overly emotional, which is something he couldn’t understand since he had “no emotions.” Men don’t have emotions, right? Real men don’t cry. This is SUCH a problem. Society […]Read More MENtal health: Real Men Don’t Cry
Disclaimer: This is not an attack on Gameday itself or on college football, this is a commentary on sexist culture pervading Gameday festivities. Also trigger warning for conversations on sexual assault. As many students were made aware by the six semi trucks parked on the quad Friday, College Gameday decided to return to JMU after […]Read More Gameday Toxicity
we often equate being unavailable with being in a committed relationship. If you’re uninterested, that is enough to make you unavailable.Read More Ladies… don’t tell him you have a boyfriend.
Note to the reader: if you’re unsure of what some of the terms in this post mean, check out ShoutOut’s definition page! Feminism is my buzzword. Say the “f” word once and I’m as alert as the dog from “Up,” and plaster it on anything I will scoop it up faster than ice cream. So […]Read More We Should All Be (Inclusive) Feminists
I spent this past weekend playing very challenging, high-level rugby games in the Women’s D1 Round of Sixteen for Nationals. Truthfully, we got our butts kicked, having lost the fire, and numbers, from an undefeated fall season which earned us number one seed in the league. I spent the rest of Sunday, and today, reflecting on my […]Read More Opening Up The Old Boys’ Club
This is likely going to be my last blog post before I enter the pulsating caffeine and home-made taco infused vortex that is Graduate School life. I figured I’d talk about a movie that is literally tattooed onto my heart and brain stems. It’s been called the vilest and most repulsive film ever. And for […]Read More The filth and feminism of “Pink Flamingos”