Shout out to one of my top 3 lady crushes for #WCW: the incomparable @craccola aka Candice Accola. She’s smart, cute, talented, silly and so relatable and I love that she supports causes like LGBT rights and Lyme disease awareness! Also, she plays Caroline Forbes, a total BAMF and gets paid to wear cute clothes and make out with hot guys, so I’d be lying if I said I wasn’t totally jelly. If I turn out to be half as awesome as her, I’d say I’d be really well off… #WomanCrushWednesday #WomenIAdmire #WonderfulPeople

this is Magda. @raisecain after three years of living in Montreal, I can finally say I have a girlfriend that makes it all worth it. I adore every moment with this girl. so excited for conversations, giggles, and growing to come. and many more portraits to fill my feed with beauty. love you. #portraitproject2012_jaclyn_t day 363 #portrait #beautiful #vscocam #love #womeniadmire

I’ve followed & been a fan of @jordinsparks for many years now. From her chubby American Idol days right up til now. I have to say that she’s one of those rare people I’ve seen who hasn’t lost her charm even when she lost the weight. Her smile still radiates so much positivity & love. I’ve known way too many girls who lose the weight, become bikini perfect but lose their charm, warmth & shine. They look physically perfect but emotionally wrecked. I hope Jordin never loses her sparkle ever & I hope young girls look up to her on how to always be you no matter what changes around you!! #WomenIAdmire

In Kenya you see these small but strong women all over the place. Carrying lots of animal feed, water, and sometimes even their children. Walking miles through dusty or muddy roads on their bare feet. This is their everyday life. They don’t really like their picture taken, but as I say “Jambo”, a woman smile back and wave hello. All I’m thinking is how can she wave at me and carry all THAT?? Then as she passes by I sneak this picture and think, “Darn this phone case is heavy!” #kenya #WomenIAdmire #Africa #thinkkindness #life #thisladyforpresident #girlpower #girlrising #women (at Nyeri Kenya)

Dame Maggie Smith in The Prime of Miss Jean Brodie, 1969.

Dame Margaret Natalie “Maggie” Smith, DBE, is an English film, stage and television actress. She has had an extensive career both on screen and in live theatre, and is known as one of Britain’s preeminent actors. She made her stage debut in 1952 and is still performing after 60 years. She has won numerous awards for acting, both for the stage and for film, including seven BAFTA Awards, two Academy Awards, three Golden Globes, three Emmy Awards and a Tony Award.

Adapted from the novel by Muriel Spark, The Prime of Miss Jean Brodie is the story of a headstrong young teacher in a private school in 1930s Edinburgh who ignores the curriculum and influences her impressionable 12 year old charges with her over-romanticized world view.

Josephine Baker and the Rainbow Tribe. 1950’s.

(…Deemed The Rainbow Tribe, this group of intentionally diverse children was yet another way that Josephine Baker proved that she would not live a life defined by convention, barriers, or the established rules of the day.

She made the declaration that she wanted to use her wealth and fame to do something to better humanity and fight against racism.  A virtual royal in France, she owned a estate with dozens of bedrooms and a staff of over a hundred.  When touring in the United States however she still had to enter many of her performance halls through a rear entrance.  In a speech in 1954 she stated that she wanted to adopt a little boy from each continent.  She traveled to Japan to adopt her first child, a boy named Akio who had been orphaned for a year and a half.)


Margaret Bourke-White, 1943. (from Life Magazine) Bourke-White had just returned from filming the US bombing of Nazi bases in Tunisia, in Northern Africa.

(Margaret Bourke-White was an American documentary photographer. She is best known as the first foreign photographer permitted to take pictures of Soviet industry, the first female war correspondent (and the first female permitted to work in combat zones) and the first female photographer for Henry Luce’s Life magazine, where her photograph of the construction of the Fort Peck dam appeared on the first cover.)

Ruby, daughter of Tennessee migrant workers. 1936. Dorothea Lange, photographer.

(Dorothea Lange was an influential American documentary photographer and photojournalist, best known for her Depression-era work for the Farm Security Administration (FSA). Lange’s photographs humanized the consequences of the Great Depression and influenced the development of documentary photography.)


The Louisville Flood, 1937. Margaret Bourke-White, photographer.

(In January 1937, while she was working for Life magazine, the Ohio River flooded the city and surrounding areas of Louisville, Kentucky. Bourke-White was sent to Louisville to take pictures of the different communities affected by the flood. Bourke-White composed this photograph to highlight the contrast between the African American survivors of the flood as they waited in line for help, and the imaginary white family in the car with their dog, enjoying the “World’s Highest Standard of Living…The American Way.”)

Source: The Whitney Museum Of American Art.

“Literature duplicates the experience of living in a way that nothing else can, drawing you so fully into another life that you temporarily forget you have one of your own. That is why you read it, and might even sit up in bed till early dawn, throwing your whole tomorrow out of whack, simply to find out what happens to some people who, you know perfectly well, are made up.”

― Barbara Kingsolver

International Women's Day

“It is a violation of human rights when babies are denied food, or drowned, or suffocated, or their spines broken, simply because they are born girls.

It is a violation of human rights when women and girls are sold into the slavery of prostitution.

It is a violation of human rights when women are doused with gasoline, set on fire and burned to death because their marriage dowries are deemed too small.

It is a violation of human rights when individual women are raped in their own communities and when thousands of women are subjected to rape as a tactic or prize of war.

It is a violation of human rights when a leading cause of death worldwide among women ages 14 to 44 is the violence they are subjected to in their own homes.

It is a violation of human rights when young girls are brutalized by the painful and degrading practice of genital mutilation.

It is a violation of human rights when women are denied the right to plan their own families, and that includes being forced to have abortions or being sterilized against their will.

If there is one message that echoes forth from this conference, it is that human rights are women’s rights - and women’s rights are human rights. Let us not forget that among those rights are the right to speak freely - and the right to be heard.”

(from ‘Women’s Rights Are Human Rights’ Speech Beijing, China: 5 September 1995)

― Hillary Rodham Clinton

It is now 2013 and this same speech could (and SHOULD) be made again today. So little has changed, and what has changed has often been for the worse—-in India, in Afghanistan, in the US—-so that we have become inured to the violence, to the disregard, to the disrespect, to the hatred. Still, as women, we fight, we persevere, we survive. We triumph.

We will triumph.


Learn from the winter trees, the way
they kiss and throw away their leaves,
then hold their stricken faces in their hands
and turn to ice;

or from the clocks,
looking away, unloving light, the short days
running out of things to say; a church
a ghost ship on a sea of dusk.

Learn from a stone, its heart shape meaningless,
perfect with relentless cold; or from the bigger moon,
implacably dissolving in the sky, or from the stars,
lifeless as Latin verbs.

Learn from the river,
flowing always somewhere else, even its name,
change, change; learn from a rope
hung from a branch like a noose, a crow cursing,

a dead heron mourned by a congregation of flies.
Learn from the dumbstruck garden, summer’s grave,
where nothing grows, not a Beast’s rose;
from the town veil of a web;

from our daily bread:
perpetual rain, nothing like tears, unloving clouds;
language unloving love; even this stale air
unloving all the spaces where you were.

Carol Ann Duffy

No matter how plain a woman may be, if truth and honesty are written across her face, she will be beautiful.

Eleanor Roosevelt

(Anna Eleanor Roosevelt was the longest-serving First Lady of the United States, holding the post from 1933 to 1945 during her husband Franklin D. Roosevelt’s four terms in office. President Harry S. Truman later nicknamed her the “First Lady of the World” in tribute to her human rights achievements.)