I like beauty pageants. (The feminist inside of me just shrieked. She does every time I admit this.) My involvement in pageants (as a contestant and a director) has waned because of my discomfort with the swimsuit competition and the focus on perfect figures and poufy hair, insubstantial qualities that do not matter. However, pageants... Continue Reading →
The Not-So-Beautiful Picture of Dorian Gray
One of my favorite novels is The Picture of Dorian Gray by Oscar Wilde. Last year, I tried to force a young women group in my church to read it with me. The girls who participated are between the ages of 16 and 18, and to be honest, most of them absolutely hated the book. ... Continue Reading →