These photos were taken the day before the 2016 presidential election, when I thought I’d soon be celebrating our country’s first female president with this little girl, even though she doesn’t quite grasp what it all means (thank goodness).
When I thought I’d have a joyful phone call with my mom in Pennsylvania, who, though she suffers from significant physical pain, fought through massive traffic jams and almost fainted in 90-degree heat to see Hillary Clinton speak at a rally in Wilkes-Barre. Thinking of her disappointment is what pushed over the edge to tears when the election results became clear on Tuesday evening.
The week didn’t turn out the way we hoped, and I have little right to complain because I did not do my part. I donated a few times to Clinton’s campaign, but I could have done much more. I don’t want to have to say that again in four years (or two), so I’m searching for ways I can channel my renewed enthusiasm to give a voice to women, girls, minorities and anyone who is, like me, legitimately frightened of the incoming administration.
If any of you out there are already involved and need help, please hit me up. Or if you know of an organization that needs help, please let me know.
And yes, it may seem frivolous at the moment but no, I’m not going to stop writing about fashion and posting my outfits because it’s my livelihood and my joy and I really need that right now.