So I haven't posted here in, what, a year? Um, hi!

One of the reasons I haven't been here is that I wanted to pour more of my in-front-of-computer efforts into something meant for a larger audience--something that was less navel-gazing but still personal and authentically me. That has turned into The BeheldIt's a blog about women and beauty, ( Read more... )

Amy and I were walking down 9th Avenue on a cupcake hunt. We were both new enough to the city that a cupcake hunt, even one prompted by the inevitable overwork and exploitation of twentysomething labor that the magazine world incites, felt festive instead of depressing. We went together instead of alone, our desires to dull our job pressures in a ( Read more... )

This should make me happy, and in some ways it does. Certainly as both consumer and accomplice, I’ve fell victim to unrealistic portrayals of women’s bodies. I’d love to see magazines stop airbrushing our bodies. (I will say, though, that the number of times I’ve seen our airbrushers instructed to slim down a body is outnumbered by the times I’ve ( Read more... )

( Blathering about body image stuff in an attempt to fucking get over it already. This installment: Lose 30 Pounds And Make Over Your Life! )

( The whole gamut! Self-destruction of yore, body image, and daddy issues! )

If you were an art director of a magazine for teens, what sort of art would you use in a story about eating disorder treatment?

In light of the increased popularity of the woman with two vaginas, I feel I should come clean ( Read more... )

Poll not inspired by real-life events, incidentally

( The surviving grandmother )

Have come to the temporary conclusion that, at age 29, my biological clock is indeed ticking. It's just ticking quietly.