On being ‘that girl’ no longer

I used to be that girl.  Devout, unquestioning, orthodox, loyal, safe.  But I’m not now, and there is no going back. I spent time at the beach last night chatting with a good friend who was also, that girl.  But in recent unbidden flashes of knowing, sudden critical insights, and the lifting of heavy lidded [Read More...]

Being a Kiwi Mormon Girl

As a teenager, my sister and brothers and I would sometimes read out excerpts from’Fascinating Womenhood (Andelin, 1963) to gafaws of laughter.  Amazingly its gone into its 6th print edition and still produces a chuckle (albeit an indignant one) with statements such as: “Men admire girlishness, tenderness, sweetness of character, vivacity, and the ability to [Read More...]