From a young age I always loved clothes and fashion. Where I got the gene is beyond me, as I was always more stylish than anyone in my family. My mom called me her “little fashionista.” She consulted me over what shoes to wear with a dress more times than I can remember. As much… Continue reading Why I Don’t Read Fashion Magazines
As I sit in my NYU apartment nestled in among the hub bub of a New York City Friday night, I am wondering to myself, am I already a journalist or is that still something I am aspiring to be? In my journalism class we have been discussing what constitutes journalistic work and what is… Continue reading Is this Journalism?
Dear This Is Us writers, directors, and producers, I was excited to start watching your show at my mother’s recommendation. She profusely shared how progressive the show is and that I would enjoy it. So, we watched the first episode and all was well. I was entertained by it and we moved onto the second… Continue reading An Open Letter to the “Progressive TV Show” This Is Us
I almost have no words for how I feel right now. Except for I do. Right now, I feel depressed, frustrated, angry, hopeless, and that my faith in America has been lost. At the same time, I feel a sense of unity through the bringing together of so many people I know who do not… Continue reading Reflections, Post-Election
Why is it that women are taught to hate their bodies? Why can’t women accept themselves as they are? I have been pondering these questions in the past few days, wondering why I feel like it is wrong to accept my body as it is. It seems like I am not allowed to love my… Continue reading You’re Beautiful, the Media is Not
This past weekend I did a huge amount of shopping. I hadn’t been shopping since I started college and wanted to check out the outlets nearby. There are lots of awesome stores and I bought several cute dresses as well as some new workout gear. Monday it started bothering me that I bought a size… Continue reading Size X
I am a diehard feminist. Here's why you should be too. The first time I ever really thought about the oppression of women was sophomore year of high school. I was taking AP European history and my teacher did an excellent job of highlighting the oppression of minorities and women throughout history. I had never… Continue reading Why Having Anorexia Made Me a Diehard Feminist
Thighs. Where to even begin. Such a simple body part thrown so out of proportion in importance. Shelley Lask put it better than I ever could: “When our cultural messages are so strong that even people with a list of achievements that would blow your mind feel embarrassed about their thighs, something is very wrong…”… Continue reading High Thive!
Since starting my Instagram account for this blog (@endedblog) I’ve been thinking a lot about the affect social media and media in general have on eating disorders. And it doesn’t really have to be just people with eating disorders, media affects everyone. Anyone who is reading this blog has been raised in a culture plagued… Continue reading Instagram? More like Thinstagram
As easy as it might be to say yes, the answer is no, not exactly. It’s a little more complicated than that. Where do I even begin? Recently I picked up Cinderella Ate My Daughter from my local library and got through it in no time. This compelling read by Peggy Orenstein highlights what it’s… Continue reading Did the Disney Princesses give me Anorexia?