In the Beginning…

There was a point in my life—and, if you’ve been driven, forced, or urged to read anything on this site, then you’ve probably experienced this in your life, too—where I rebelled against my feminine nature as an act of being a “feminist”. I wore butch clothes. I hated the color pink. I was one of “the guys.” I wanted so much to be my own independent self, that I created a false identity to eschew the things that others told me I “should” be: A polite young lady that doesn’t speak up in class or cause problems, with perfect skin and body and clothes and friends and grades and aspirations.

Ironic that, in order to define myself as a feminist, I reached towards masculine traits. What is it about strong young women looking to define themselves outside of the “expected” and the “norm” makes them gravitate away from their very feminine nature? Let’s ponder.

And Then … Let There Be Light

And then, I reached a point when I realized that embracing my feminine nature was the truest act of “feminism” I could ever display.

There was a point in our recent history where women began to truly rebel from the male-dominated culture by being more masculine. It was an effort to cast off the overbearing strictures that kept women bound to an antiquated system that threw the power out of balance. Women burned bras. Women put on overalls and neckties, and pants (!), and smoked cigars and cursed and spat. In an effort to embrace the Force, we were forced to learn the ways of the Dark Side.

Lipstick. Liberation. Labias.

I believe we have been experiencing a feminist resurgence, and one of the ways in which this is occurring is in the form of embracing our feminine natures. This can easily be confused with other negative ways that falsely claim to empower women, and it is my mission to start an ongoing and informative conversation that weeds out these misconceptions. For instance, there is a big difference between owning your sexuality and feeling empowered by it, and using it as a way to get attention. The difference? It’s the intent.

Let’s Start a Conversation with Intent: A ReSolution

It doesn’t take much to start a revolution, but what about a resolution? We are in bed with our oppressors ladies, and in many cases, happily so—so how do we start a RESolution? We can’t change the past nor it’s effect, but we can start right here, right now, to embody a new way of being—a new kind of feminism.

Who We Are

We are daughters, sisters, mothers, wives. We are individuals that do not believe in the oppressive nature of our current social sphere. We are women and men with something real to say, a conversation to start, an urge to change the political dialog surrounding the term “feminist”. We are working toward creating a stronger community through thoughtful analysis, loving words, compassion, and sometimes, righteous outrage. Join our voices as we work towards making this world a place where everyone is a feminist and it isn’t a divisive definition.

Let’s start this ReSolution.

Come here to get inspiration. Come here for support. Come here for education. Come here to have a voice. We want to hear your voice. Call out loud and clear for all to hear! Welcome to Girl Named Boo—let’s bring out our inner Boos.

Love to all my womens and mens,

Boo