My usual laid-back Sundays are now days of work, not rest. That means I have to do a whole day’s worthy of relaxing after I clock out. At this time of year, that means the sky is a sort of sleepy blue that makes me strain my eyes in my refusal to turn on the light.
Tonight is the night of the SAG awards, so instead of digging into something too deep, I’m going for a short passage from “How to Be Parisian Wherever You Are: Love, Style, and Bad Habits.”
I turned to something randomly, then turned again because I had already read that section. What did I land on? Girl Gangs. Actually, Girls Gang (but I like Girl Gangs).
The final lines goes, “Without her girls gang, the Parisienne is incomplete.”
It got me thinking, what is a Girl Gang, and do I need one?
And after participating in the Women’s March: Do I really need a special gang of girls? Can all women be for all women, all the time?
Let me know in the comments!