presentations/trainings
Stand with Planned Parenthood: A Crisis Response
- South by Southwest Interactive | 2012
Engaging Print and Online Media to Your Advantage
- National Resource Center on Domestic Violence | 2011
Writing for the Web
- National Resource Center on Domestic Violence | 2011
Is Three a Crowd? Getting the Most Out of Third-party and Social Giving Sites for Your Nonprofit, Hosted by Convio
- Social Media Week NYC | 2011
Social Media for Social Good
- Soapbox, Inc. Feminist Winter Term | 2011
Like Parlourista Hillary, I too have identified with an episode of “Girls.” I remember having a Hannah moment in college when one of my roommates came home from the campus health center with tears in her eyes. As we sat together on our cheap first apartment furniture and I asked her what was wrong. “I have HPV,” she said through tears, “and there’s no cure.” While I wish I was the one who doled out my own smart, sassy retort, it was my other roomie who jumped in. “Oh. That? ...
It’s no coincidence that “My Sister’s Place” is a common name for battered women’s shelters across the United States. The feelings and imagery that such a name conjures – that of community, safety, and understanding – is essential in what’s likely to be the most traumatizing and disruptive moments of a woman’s life. Women have been seeking out the company of our “sisters” for as long as we’ve walked the Earth, both in good times and bad. In Kenya, women have taken this safety in sisterhood ideal a step further, ...
Former Miss America, singer, actress, and mom, Vanessa Williams, revealed that she had been molested as a child in her new memoir You Have No Idea. Williams recalls that a family friend – a woman she trusted – touched her inappropriately during a sleepover when she was just 10 years old. One might wonder why an accomplished, mature woman like Williams would reveal such a personal and painful detail from her past many years after the fact. In an interview with PeopleMagazine, Williams said, “For years I kept Susan’s visit to myself. I ...
You’d be hard pressed to find a person who didn’t associate the words “I Have a Dream” with Dr. Martin Luther King and the struggle for African-American self-determination and equality during the Civil Rights Movement. While blacks have made significant progress, there’s a new generation struggling to achieve their own version of King’s dream. Through the DREAM Act, young immigrant men and women hope to fully participate in and benefit from America, a country they know, love, and contribute to every day.
Let me get this straight: we’re really going to let men decide that we can’t enjoy wedges anymore? I made it through the Kitten Heel Revolt of 2010 relatively unscathed and we’re still fighting the Cold War of the Ballet Flat but I cannot go quietly into the night this time. Wedges? Really? Let me back up a second and tell you why I think the debate is so utterly ridiculous.
It’s widely recognized that domestic violence is a serious human rights violation that affects women, children and families worldwide. Violence against women* impacts the stability of families, increases the burden on our bursting-at-the-seams healthcare system, and negatively impacts our economy. Violence against women can result in the loss of one’s home, job, and dignity or, in some cases, life. So you would assume that most people are all for ending violence against women, right? If by most people you’re including Republican leaders in Congress, you’d be wrong. With the Violence ...
I presented at South by Southwest Interactive on Sunday, March 11. The session was entitled Stand with Planned Parenthood: A Crisis Response. Felt really good to impart some useful info to the crowd. As any SXSW attendee can tell you, it’s easy to get stuck in a crappy panel with sub-par presenters so I’m glad we got positive feedback. Also happy that the crowd came out despite the rainy weather, early morning session, and Daylight Saving snatching an hour of sleep from the partied-out attendees. Shout out to my panelists Amy Bryant, Stephanie ...
March 10 is National Women and Girls HIV/AIDS Awareness Day, where government agencies, healthcare providers, community organizations, people living with HIV/AIDS, and more, come together to raise awareness about the continued impact of HIV/AIDS on the lives of women and girls in the U.S. and around the world. As a woman interested in public health and activism, I always feel compelled to speak on the issue and do my little part to raise awareness. However, it’s that very desire that trips me up and smacks me in the head with ...
The death of pop star Whitney Houston resulted in more than 2.5 million tweets in just the first hour after her passing was announced, the proliferation of numerous fan tribute videos, and most regrettably, the resurgence of the term “crack whore.” I personally hate the term and never use it along with others like “crackhead” and “crackish.” My self-inflicted ban comes from the belief that being addicted to crack is not something to be taken lightly. Furthermore, “crack whore,” a term reserved for women offering their bodies for a taste of the drug, has ...
There’s a home video somewhere on VHS that shows a pre-pubescent Nakia proclaiming that she wants to be the first black female President of the United States … and a model. Very cute, if not some indication of future megalomania, but I would not wish for job of POTUS today after seeing what President Obama has had to endure in the latest of many battles over birth control. Here’s the rundown:
When I hit November and saw the bit about edges I died.
I’ve been meaning to write this post for some time now (I’m reminded after every holiday!) but a few tweets that I saw on my timeline today about Father’s Day reminded me that it was time to get ‘er done! I’ve been on Twitter for 3 years now. Folks find something to complain about every day. I’m…
They look crazy with the exception of Kandi, MAYBE. Tamar’s makeup + that lighting = #failure. Evelyn’s “shirt” + Chrissy’s “pants” = what we like to call a WITHOUTfit. The whole role models bit is clearly there for hits and discussion (like I’m giving VIBE right now with this post) and not at all because these are actual role models. I think even the hoodest of rats knows that while you may envy money and celebrity, these are not people to emulate 100%, wholeheartedly, carbon copy style. I hope.
You don’t have to know Anne and Alexis to see that they’re super cool and their wedding was ah-mah-zing. Love these photos by Clean Plate Pictures. There’s even one of me breaking it down to Beyonce!
This week marks the beginning of bar exam study and preparation for many law grads across the country. In honor of such a milestone (or tragedy, whatever), I’ve compiled links to a few posts I wrote when I took the NY State bar exam in 2010. I remember Googling, searching for others’ experiences to keep myself sane, particularly folks who were working FT while prepping. If my posts can help anyone, that’s awesome. Mostly, you’ll probably find my whining and griping to be funny and/or pitiful, and that’s ok too.
“These photos of Ramen Noodle are from an ongoing project of differently abled pets I started in 2010. I began to wonder more about the lives of these animals and their owners. These are people who’ve opted to keep their animals alive, to change diapers, to buy apparatuses, to put in extra time, money, and effort to make their friends comfortable.
“I want to show how interesting these animals can be and share some of their amazing stories of survival and recovery. Some of the animals are rescued from abuse and neglect, some are a family pet that has gotten older, or been in an accident. So far all of my stories have ended in what seems to be a very positive symbiotic relationship between animal and owner, and Ramen Noodle is certainly one of these.
“Ramen Noodle was born with four legs. He was probably a mill puppy, inbred to achieve his tiny size. When he was eight months old, his first owner brought him to the vet, with a broken arm. Unfortunately the owner did not properly care for his injury, she didn’t come back to get the cast checked until nine weeks later. At that point, to no ones surprise, the arm was nearly eaten away by gangrene. By then, Ramen Noodle was listless and refused food. It was a wonder he survived.
“After weeks of intensive care, the owner was given the option of signing him over to the clinic or being reported to animal services. ‘I really don’t think his first owner wanted to hurt him. I think they just didn’t understand all the care that goes into having an injured animal,’ recalls Jaime Salata Van Tassel, who had been his clinic caretaker. She adopted him, have already been won over by Ramen while acting as his lead nurse and caring for him in her home.
“A second injury cost Ramen his other front leg, this time he jumped of a chair and broke the bone. Again, one of the effects of interbreeding dogs for small size is week bone, so his single teacup poodle arm broke so badly it could not be mended. While Jaime was devastated, Ramen surprised everyone and bounced back. Three weeks later, he was learning to walk on two legs.
“Ramen gets around the house on his hind legs. I’ve watched him run at full-speed for toys, and to play with other dogs, he is essentially unrestricted despite his lack of front arms. Like any young, happy dog, he loves attention and food.
“Ramen and Jamie show us that a dog can be just as happy as any other pet after an amputation. Jaime can provide real perspective as the owner of a pet with disabilities.
“‘Once they’re healed and they’re running, they never think twice about what happened to their arm,’ she says. ‘That’s how it was with Ramen Noodle and any amputation I’ve seen. Once the animal gets through the pain and the medication and the understanding that they have to do things a little different, it’s like it never happened.’”
Your daily dose of tear-inducing kindness to animals.
-Jess
WHEN 80% OF THE STREAM IN MY TWEETDECK FEED IS ABOUT THE FACEBOOK IPO.
A scholarship for writing about natural hair? Some of yall should have 6 degrees by now. Even though I could use an extra G to put toward this MPA, I’m too lazy and I quit gabbing about my natural hair years ago. #overit
But the problem with slut-shaming goes way beyond the problem of a double-standard. It’s not just that men and women both engage in slutty behavior and therefore no one has a right to throw stones—it’s that there is nothing wrong with slutty behavior (or, as I like to call it, behavior) in the first place…
It’s almost like there’s a right kind of slut (Kim Kardashian?) and a wrong kind of slut (our dear RiRi), and the difference lies in exactly how many fucks you give. Kim Kardashian’s entire job is giving fucks (it’s called maintaining her brand). Rihanna is just whoever Rihanna happens to be that day.
My short-list:
(via Condom Company Wants to Know What Won’t You Put in Your Vagina)
Juicee Kouture Ft: Jelly Roll - Might Be The Police (by JuiceeKouture). h/t @timmhotep.
Had me singing the chorus in my head all through my sister’s graduation!