She had not thought of them as “fat,
…there was cement in her soul. It had been there for a while, an early morning disease of fatigue, shapeless desires, brief imaginary glints of other lives she could be living, that over the months melded into a piercing homesickness.
They had both wanted it to happen and they both wished it had not; what mattered now was that nobody else should ever know.
With him, she felt breakable, precious.
We teach girls to shrink themselves, to make themselves smaller. We
They looked at the world with an impractical, luminous earnestness that moved her, but never convinced her.
I should never call myself a feminist since feminists are women who are unhappy because they cannot find husbands. So I decided to call myself a Happy Feminist.
Feminist: a person who believes in the social, political, and economic equality of the sexes.
Mariama finished her customer’s hair, sprayed it with sheen, and, after the customer left, she said, “I’m going to get Chinese.
Other men might respond by saying: Okay, this is interesting, but I don’t think like that. I don’t even think about gender. Maybe not. And that is part of the problem. That many men do not actively think about gender or notice gender.