I didn’t grow up admiring her — I grew up inside the story the world told about her. Years later, with distance and adulthood, I began to see something different: not a symbol of beauty, but a woman reclaiming authorship over her own image, aging, and identity.
Tag: womanhood
So Bread Doesn’t Go in the Fridge
The thing you fear at 10 rarely shapes you at 31. This is about unlearning what was inherited, asking better questions, and finally knowing where the bread goes.