I'll never forget the year my family moved from Southern to Northern California. My dad was a preacher and we didn't have much money, but my parents made sure we attended the best schools. My first day at the new school, I wore my coolest pair of pants.
I am here to tell you that you don't need mom friends. Because the last thing you want to do after spending the whole day changing your baby's diapers is spend the whole night listening to your friend complain about changing her baby's diapers.
My client found it unbelievable. "Here I am 37 years old, a wife, a mom, a nurse valued by patients and staff, and I am hurt -- no, correct that, devastated -- by a supposed friend and her group of friends."
The descriptors applied to Dunham's body are not the most troubling element of Stasi's piece. It is the mean girl tone with which they are delivered, a tone that has become innocuous in our current culture, where women judging women has become a weird kind of blood sport.
"Mean Girls" has gone viral because it identifies and names the bullying that we have allowed to upend our discourse and view of one another as Americans. A different future is possible. "Mean Girls" offers some pointers. The choice is in our hands.
My 5-year-old daughter has Leukemia. She was diagnosed when she was 4 and lost all of her hair from the chemo. She was out of school for nine months and finally was able to go to Kindergarten this past September. Knowing how mean kids can be, I was scared to death to send her.
How can we expect a public to comply with two people of the same sex who love each other to make a life commitment if television regulations cannot even allow the word "gay" to be broadcasted in a film we all know and (guiltily) love?
There are many elements responsible for this crumbling of Girl Power, but let me start by putting blame squarely on the media for its hiring of and pandering to female pundits and commentators who seem hell bent on competing with the worst of the guys.
Somewhere between Wilmer Valderrama and Samantha Ronson, something went horribly wrong. You forgot your lancery skills from camp, Freaky Friday and Jamie Lee Curtis and Chad Michael Halibut/Murray were tales of yore. It was parties, and Paris, and not the city.