'You look nice, where are you going?' Is probably one of the most annoying questions in the world. Why do we have to have a reason to dress up, or be glamorous? I hate it when people ask me why. I mean… Why not?
“When I was eight, I was confused about being called ‘bossy’ because I wanted to direct the plays that we would put on for our parents. But the boys were not. When at 14, I started to be sexualized by certain elements of the media. When at 15, my girlfriends started dropping out of their beloved sports teams because they didn’t want to appear ‘muscle-y.’ When at 18, my males friends were unable to express their feelings; I decided that I was a feminist.”