Rookie - new magazine for teenage girls

I know, I know, I'm 33 years old, and not a teenage girl anymore (with no real inkling to even want to go back there again), but this new magazine deserves boatloads of promotion.
Back when I was a teenager, growing up in France, there really wasn't any type of publication that catered towards the more alternative, somewhat subordinate, teen, and I always wondered why I didn't start writing the perfect magazine myself... Of course, I never did, but these lovely ladies at Rookie did. Enjoy reading it and pass the word along!

I actually am lucky enough to personally know one of the contributors: Stephanie Kuehnert, a wonderful writer, and a wonderful person all-round. Once you have checked out Rookie, you should read Stephanie's blog, and then buy her books. Links below - you will love them. I like to gift her books to my female friends, because they really are excellent, and everyone finds a piece of themselves in them.

Stephanie Kuehnert - official site
Stephanie's Blog

Skunk Anansie and my youth

April is always a very difficult month for me, and I tend to get very nostalgic and emotional (as you can probably tell from the last few posts). Seeing as music and words are my life, every song I listen to brings back some type of memory, and I feel myself falling back into a different time of my life.

While I was lying in bed yesterday morning I realised that I hadn't listened to Skunk Anansie in years. So I dug the CDs out of my boxes and put them on my ipod. Wow. I was SO angry when I was a teenager. As soon as I put Stoosh on I realised how much I kept everything inside, and just how I wanted to stomp on everything around me, myself included. At least I was able to pour it all out in words...

In any case - all the words still work for me today. I can apply Weak, Secretly, Brazen, Hedonism, All I Want, Infidelity to past, present and future.

"Stronger feelings than you've ever had to face".

I just had this image of me standing on the table in the common area in Kibbutz Evron, literally shouting along to Weak with Isabel. I guess that was one of those moments when F. decided to be an asshole again. Too many of those to remember (not that I really want to anyway).

The little angry teen that never really went away is coming out again. I don't fear her, I'll just let her kick and stomp it out of herself for a while.