Isabel Bürger has taken to Instagram to fight against the stigmatization of menstruation—by stitching delicate and powerful embroideries that depict periods on bodies of shapes and sizes. She talked to Ms. about her work, her inspiration and confronting menstrual blood.
The kinds of stories women are telling about Harvey Weinstein and other men in entertainment aren’t new. But something is different now: The accused are facing consequences.
Amber Rose wraps her hands around a 156-diamond-studded, 18-karat white gold pendant hanging on a custom-made bezel chain. She twists it open. Then she pulls out a tampon.
Breaking the silence is only the first step—but the stories women are opting to tell about men like Bill O’Reilly, Bill Cosby and Harvey Weinstein could mark giant leaps.
We are also a nation that has produced gifted writers able to unmask ignorance, corruption, hypocrisy and knee-jerk nationalism—often with a faith that recognizing these alarming flaws is a first step towards becoming the kind of society that rejects them.
“I think women, and all artists, should put their efforts into whatever medium they’re the most drawn to. There’s a huge need for the authentic voices of women and gender non-binary people, and there’s no real telling where opportunity lies.”
The accusations against Harvey Weinstein are disturbing, jarring, uncomfortable, strange—and it is long past time for Hollywood to commit to making them uncommon and unacceptable.
Rachel Meyrick’s documentary film What Doesn’t Kill Me raises much-needed awareness of domestic violence and an issue many have never heard of: court-licensed abuse.
