Here are the beautiful ways you awesome ladies can love and support the boss girls in your life.
Our future was sunshine during foggy days. It was our cave amongst the rubble. Our cabin amongst the grizzly bears. It was our tiny apartment in a city full of skyscrapers. Our cozy retreat, blocking out the hustle and bustle of the world.
“My great hope is to laugh as much as I cry; to get my work done and try to love somebody and have the courage to accept the love in return.”
So where do we go from here?
What if there’s a pretty, graceful girl with a tiny cute nose at his next job that leaves notes on his desk?
Who cares what other people think? I’m not going to base how I live my life because someone, somewhere, at some point decided that women need to groom their legs.
I’d rather be the girl who tried and failed instead of the girl who played it safe. I’d rather be the girl who fell instead of the girl who never dared to jump.
Can I be a feminist despite the fact that the job I want does nothing to break stereotypes or further the advancement of women in the workplace?
Why, when I call myself a feminist, does it bother you? Is it the word? If I were to say, “I believe men and women should have equal rights and opportunities” would that be okay? Would you agree with me?
Leo’s will throw a huge party and then humorously (or narcissistically) refer to it as totally “lit”.