tropes, truths, and of course, cake I read this article in the NYT and had a mini revelation. (To ignore my musings, scroll down for a most delicious reason to put Widow Jane in your fairy cakes.) I live in Brooklyn, I’ve got bangs, I’m all boobs and eyeballs and suffer from awkward social interactions … Continue reading
Being a child of the 80’s, third wave feminism with it’s girl power anthems and roots of sex positivity (see: Madonna), didn’t really have an effect until post-wave radio replay of the early 90’s. I vaguely recall women scoffing at my stay at home mom while they raced off each morning in shoulder pads, Easy … Continue reading
The Boozy Bakeshop 