Articles By: LaPetiteRenarde
How I Ended Up in Choir in Saint Punish
Sometimes when you find yourself shivering in the bitter cold in the middle of a cemetery nestled in the misty hills of the French countryside in an unknown village on a Sunday morning, surrounded by people that you don’t know, it’s good to take a step back and ask yourself, “Now how did I get here again?”
A Feminist Catharsis in Strasbourg
My shoulders tense up every time I pass a group of men standing outside a bar, especially when I’m navigating the impossibly narrow sidewalks that line the winding streets of Strasbourg. I lower my head, watching my feet, and try to make myself as small as possible. As I pass the group of men, the guys start to catcall and whistle, and I feel humiliated, but also angry
