You don’t owe prettiness to anyone. Not to your boyfriend/spouse/partner, not to your co-workers, especially not to random men on the street. You don’t owe it to your mother, you don’t owe it to your children, you don’t owe it to civilization in general. Prettiness is not a rent you pay for occupying a space marked ‘female.’ — Diana Vreeland
“Girl Story 2: How it could be.” Cotton, silk organza overlay, vintage domestic linens, ink, hand embroidered, hand quilted, 2014. Chosen for the show “QUILTS=ART=QUILTS”, Schweinfurth Art Center Nov. 2, 2014 – Jan. 4 -2014. Auburn, New York.
This is a brave post. If you’re squeamish about blood or the magic of women or the power of accepting the physical, then you may wish to pass. But if today you felt a moment of powerlessness, or your own lack of bravery or a body disconnect, then I encourage you to read on. Maybe there’s something here for you.Around 1995-96 I worked for 6 or 7 months in a small garment factory for a woman named Madeleine Shaw. A young entrepreneur with a mind for social and environmental change and what I still believe to be a f***-ing strong business plan, I think of her as the first woman who showed me the power of the feminine. We sewed tiger striped fur coats and sheer blouses for her teeny storefront, generated patterns and garment samples for young fashion start-ups who didn’t have factories of their own, produced mountains of velvet berets for Ooh La La Hat Company (this is how I still know the average head is 22″ around), and we made thousands of washable menstrual pads for Madeleine’s then-fledgling company, Lunapads International. (It was just “Lunapads” then. It wasn’t international yet, but soon would be).
Again, that’s washable menstrual pads. As in, menstrual pads. That. You. Wash. As in, look, here is the blood you deal with. And wash. And care for. Remember, this is brave stuff, so you either have to lose the squirminess and all that BS you’ve been carrying around about what it means to be female and make the choice to continue reading, or not.