A couple of weeks ago, I got hired by The Music Bed to do my first commissioned poem. They’re a site that basically curates the work of musicians for film and television projects to seek out and hire. They’re launching a campaign in August for a storytelling contest and wanted me to write and shoot something with them. So Christian and Max drove down from Dallas/Fort Worth today, we grabbed some BBQ tacos from Valentina’s and then shot at my house this afternoon. Look for the finished piece next month!
"I had a child when I was sixteen. I got kicked out of high school because of all the absences. My family and community pretty much wrote me off. But right away I got a job at a sporting goods store. Soon I was able to get a job as a receptionist at a tax company, and they gave me enough responsibilities that I learned how to do taxes. Eventually I learned enough to become an associate. Then I got offered a job at a smaller company, and even though it was a pay cut, they offered me responsibility over all the books— accounts payable, accounts receivable, everything. It was less money but I wanted that experience so I took the risk. And I’m so glad I did, because six months later, the controller of that company left and I was given that position. They told me they couldn’t officially call me the controller because I didn’t have a college degree. So I finished my degree 5 months ago— just to make it official! So after having a child at sixteen, I made it all the way to controller of a company, without even having a college degree. Can you believe that? Honestly, I’ve been waiting to tell that story so long that I told it to a customer service representative on the phone last week. She was nice about it and pretended to care."
Love how happy and excited this woman seems to be to tell her story! How proud she is of who she is. We should all be proud of our powers.
We all have stories. Those of us burning to tell ours, we should shape the world so that it is always here to listen. And those of us who maybe step softer, they should know the world wants to listen to them as well.
First Moon Party
These ads for tampon subscription service, Hello Flo, are awesome. The first one, Camp Gyno, came out last summer and the second, First Moon Party, more recently, and holy shit. The camp one is great, the moon party? Fucking awesome.
Even though I have still not gotten my period, most of what I hear tell and perceive is that, like most if not all things puberty related on either side of the gender fence, it comes laden with embarrassment, confusion, and sometimes shame. But I love how this ad is all about changing that part of our culture, making getting your period something one could be PUMPED about. Not that one needs to be pumped about it, I don’t know, do you. Like I said, I’m still waiting on mine. But strange as it may sound, this commercial makes me want to have a daughter just so she can live in a world that makes her pumped about getting her period.
First Moon Party just makes me wish I was a girl cuz this short is so fucking rad. My ladies days? A vagician? The daughter and mom knock this out of the park.