For Feminism, Basically
My initial understanding of feminism crystallized one fall day in my junior year of high school, in 1968, when I met Anne Sexton on the back porch of our house in Hanover, New Hampshire....
My initial understanding of feminism crystallized one fall day in my junior year of high school, in 1968, when I met Anne Sexton on the back porch of our house in Hanover, New Hampshire....
Feminism. It’s a loaded word. Depending who you ask it can have a positive or negative connotation, and people’s individual definitions start to stack up pretty fast. I’ve never liked the word feminism. I’m...
By, Ashley Crimaldi As I was applying for summer internships this past spring, I had a lot of difficulty determining what to include on my resume. My first thought? Everything! But on second thought,...
By, Roland Cailles As a public relations person, I have the pleasure of working with some of the most talented and creative women in the professional world. My industry, known for its fast-paced lifestyle...
By, Ashley Crimaldi Written in 2008 My little sister is fourteen years old, and she is beautiful. She has perfect straight white teeth, a toned tan body, perfect complexion and mysterious green eyes. She...
My sister sent me a link to a New York Times article which I found as oddly addicting and bizarre as an issue of US Weekly. The article is called, “It’s The Economy, Girlfriend.”...
Did you know that women could not obtain a mortgage without a male cosigner as recently as the 1970’s, even if they were head of their household? Neither did I. Like most bank employees,...