This is War (Part 1)

Picture this.

Your friends decide to go out with just the girls. Immediately you begin to think about what you are going to wear. Depending on where you live you might even go over to a friend’s house to get ready while listening to Ke$ha or maybe Fun. After changing your dress 3 times you put on the first one you grabbed out of your closet and decide to change your shoes instead. You touch up your lip gloss and head out. You arrive to the bar/restaurant/club/wherever and you see a hotmess of a girl. I mean, who would wear that? You elbow your girlfriend discreetly and nod in the direction of the hotmess and you wordlessly communicate, what is she thinking? 

Now picture this. 

You are sitting in class and as you are pulling your Macbook out of your bag you see the girl that sits next to you walk in and ew. Her face looks like the morning after. Why would she ever wear that color on her eyes? Does she think this is 2001? I mean she could be so pretty if she just would pluck her eyebrows and maybe learn how to actually wear blue eyeliner. 

Neither one of these scenarios came from memory but they could have. It’s no secret that girls are notorious for pre-judging and cattiness. While I haven’t openly judged someone that I can remember I’m sure thoughts like this regularly pop into my head at home. It is this the exact reason I was pumped for feministry. 

Last month my guys went on and on about how much they were looking forward to manistry month. I couldn’t help but be a little jealous about how much fun it sounded. All I had heard about since launch was how amazing manistry was. I was dreading living with only girls and dealing with PMS, girl fights, and drama times 9. I even voiced how much I was dreading the cattiness and drama and then Isaac said something that struck a cord with me, “If you can’t even stand to be with only girls for a month imagine how we feel”. 

It was in that moment that I realized something. If girls bad mouth and complain about girls doesn’t that give the men a free card to do the same? If we can’t view each other as noble and honorable women why would we expect any man to? I decided right then and there that I was going to choose to be awesome rather than vicious. I was going to speak honorably rather than gossip. I was going to choose to see and live out the amazing things we are as women. In that moment I declared war on the idea that men > women.

Why would I be jealous of manistry? It is not all about men, it’s about us too. Feministry didn’t happen just because the men left. Feministry happened because the women of iSquad needed a month to themselves without the distractions of men too. 

We needed a place where we can discuss our relationship with food without fear of seeming trivial. We needed a time where we could share our insecurities with beauty without sounding vain. I needed a place where I could honestly talk about my fears of a career and maybe motherhood. Geez, if nothing else I needed a time where I could walk from the bathroom to my room in a towel rather than putting clothes on before I am dry. The women of iSquad are awesome. Don't believe me?

So this is me declaring war on all the “bitching and biting” and walking with my girls as we discover what being a fierce, good, godly, beautiful, and strong woman really is. Let's go.