I Wish I Could Open A Piece

I Never Went To College And I Was Raised In Arkansas So There Wasn't A Lot Of Academic Language Being Thrown Around My House. We Weren't Idiots, But I Didn't Have That Access To Academic Feminism. I Had To Realize, On My Own, That Feminism Is Not Just About How Far Ahead You Can Get In A Job And It Isn't About Not Wearing Makeup. It Isn't About Not Watching Your Waistline. I Had To Recreate The World Entirely.

When You See A Fantastic Colour Or Cut In A Magazine, Perched Up On Some Famous So-and-so's Head, It's Tempting To Ask Your Stylist For The Same, But Do Not Be Fooled. The Hair In Those Fancy Photos Can Be Very High Maintenance.

Instagram Is A Roman Arena Of Insults. Everyone Is A Lion, But It Is Fun.

When I Was A Teenager I Would Lock Myself In The Bathroom For Hours, Bouffanting My Hair Like Patty Duke And Trying To Recreate Barbra Streisand's Flawless Eyeliner, Only To Comb It All Out And Wash It All Off Before Stepping Out Into The World A Butchish Bisexual Teen.

Someone Told Me Once That Lucinda Williams Takes Six Years Between Albums, And That's What Stuck To Me; It's Like, You Really Are A Factory. You Don't Do Things To Make Them, On Your Own Time.