tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-85937693337517150622012-02-16T10:30:45.252-08:00Rachel Hnoreply@blogger.comBlogger491100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8593769333751715062.post-42857711070595970532011-02-26T14:58:00.000-08:002011-02-26T15:11:53.973-08:00

Hey folks, bots! I wanted to thank you for following this blog from its inception and also let you know that I've refocused my thoughts into two additional blogs: The Dark Ages and Jr. Strategy.The Dark Ages is about growing up. It's my own chronicle contemplating the most mysterious years of an adult's life, their 20s. I was drawn to creating the blog after never quite getting a clear answer

Rachel Hnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8593769333751715062.post-35894247708803715772011-01-23T19:31:00.000-08:002011-01-23T19:37:54.968-08:00

It's Sunday night. And absolutely thrilling to work in a fast-moving, competitive, cream-at-the-top industry, huh!? Yeah! It never feels like you'd rather eat your brain out with a spoon! Why would it feel like that? That's ridiculous.

Rachel Hnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8593769333751715062.post-36907739866061684102010-10-13T12:33:00.000-07:002010-10-13T12:47:51.163-07:00

Someone's out to win a Lion this year.

Rachel Hnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8593769333751715062.post-4199592621512092982010-10-08T15:33:00.000-07:002010-10-08T17:25:45.561-07:00

At this time I would like to pose the following contradictory point regarding immigration and migration. American movers are actually trying to leave the country. They are heading toward warmer weather and most likely seeking refuge from our northern neighbor's judgefest in the warm embrace of Mexico's tolerant climate. Just take a look at this article from Buffalo's Business First News Journal

Rachel Hnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8593769333751715062.post-60271996162180267682010-10-03T01:04:00.000-07:002010-10-03T04:38:32.428-07:00

Click to enlarge. Then click to super enlarge.

Rachel Hnoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8593769333751715062.post-41964911730210578732010-09-15T12:39:00.000-07:002010-09-15T15:48:24.216-07:00

Last night I had the privilege of going to a live concert performed by one of my favorite artists, The Tallest Man Earth. He's a master of tone, verbal inflection, lyricism, finger-picking. His music is the kind that speaks directly to your heart. It's simple and soulful. I've posted one of my favorite songs, Love Is All, here so that you, too, can relish the depth of feeling in this track. When

Rachel Hnoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8593769333751715062.post-47361027889982071912010-07-15T21:35:00.001-07:002010-07-15T21:35:43.862-07:00

Holla! Just today I got my little hands on the new DroidX and here's my non-developer, not tech nerd, first-time-smart-phone owner opinion: 1 Awesome 2 To quote the lady in front of me at the Verizon store, "it's a big ass phone". The screen is enormous, but the phone is surprisingly thin. It's definitely a back- pocket rider. 3 Men men men. From the visual appeal (wallpaper, black and

Rachel Hnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8593769333751715062.post-75233158703801570632010-05-24T21:43:00.000-07:002010-05-24T22:12:27.532-07:00

Just a couple weeks ago a group of students representing the UO Ad program packed their bags to terrorize New York, the city. On last year's trip I was extremely busy working on a client pitch for the student competition and a detailed presentation to BBH. This year, I decided to get the dirty work out of the way first (one presentation to BBH about SXSWi takeaways) and otherwise hit the city and

Rachel Hnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8593769333751715062.post-71176026936399086172010-04-26T00:35:00.000-07:002010-04-26T00:46:26.725-07:00

So I just started following Michael Jordan on Twitter. It's refreshing how he tweets like a normal person, with no ulterior motive to the ultra social tool.And now I know that, in my line of work, whenever I think about morning coffee dependents, I'm also thinking about Michael Jordan. I also know that we even share some opinions in common: Why LOST is useless as popular entertainment.Me and

Rachel Hnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8593769333751715062.post-56461089585242912262010-03-19T02:35:00.000-07:002010-03-19T02:44:00.956-07:00

It's one day after SXSWi. I've stopped thinking of everything in # tags. I've had time to take a breather and enjoy the sunshine in my own state. After a good night's sleep, I woke up refreshed and inspired. Suddenly, the magnitude of the festival sunk into my brain. Like any other festival, you go for the whole experience. That's why you spend a week eating, drinking, excreting digital instead

Rachel Hnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8593769333751715062.post-38618256382572978032010-03-19T00:35:00.000-07:002010-03-19T00:42:45.236-07:00

Here's a new app that I found in the "What's Hot" app store section. How painfully ironic! Actually, these cupcakes will never live up to their tasty expectations... It's the new superpretend Easybake oven for adults! But so much worse.Now if this 99cent app was for, I don't know, A REAL BAKERY that baked the cupcakes you designed, it would be a brilliant idea. Just a thought.

Rachel Hnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8593769333751715062.post-1580171629284822372010-03-19T00:29:00.000-07:002010-03-19T00:44:37.218-07:00

Rachel Hom interviews Ze Frank at SXSWi from Isaac Viel on Vimeo.I saw him from the side. And then from the front, to make sure. It was, in fact, Ze Frank. He was kind enough to grant us an impromptu, unblinking interview. Isaac was quick with the camera, and I got the audio with my *new thumbtack iPod mic. Thanks Thumbtack! I was too nervous/excited to be normal, but thanks for inspiring us, Ze.

Rachel Hnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8593769333751715062.post-37152062414478927252010-01-28T17:04:00.000-08:002010-01-28T17:18:34.310-08:00

A wonderful surprise in the Fishbowl (a commons area in UOregon's student union building) today: a mariachi band took out their instruments and serenaded the lunch crowd. They were terrific. Great singers and musicians, in the full scale outfit. I think they were members of Mariachi Viva Mexico.While I enjoyed the musical treat, I took a quick appraisal of my surroundings. There were about 40

Rachel Hnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8593769333751715062.post-3209117212904787632010-01-24T20:09:00.000-08:002010-01-24T20:31:56.528-08:00

It's amazing how our productivity as a society has soared in this digital era.Or has it?True, we can now communicate faster than ever before, sometimes even faster than we can talk, or think. Before the words come out of our mouths they're tweeted. Maybe before the thought is even complete, it's retweeted. This is all well and good for a college student such as myself; I can update my blog while

Rachel Hnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8593769333751715062.post-8914554829732978862009-12-04T11:39:00.000-08:002009-12-04T12:06:36.602-08:00

Great move by LG and Y&R, NYC, encouraging teens to think about the consequences of their texts BEFORE making a move they regret. This is one of two major advertising leaps that James Lipton has taken semi-recently. The other was with DC shoes from LA agency, 72 and Sunny. My question: do teens teens watch Inside the Actor's Studio?

Rachel Hnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8593769333751715062.post-61734456696543417132009-11-21T23:20:00.000-08:002009-11-22T00:08:33.221-08:00

This past week it was our pleasure to host two brilliant minds from the global media sphere: Rishad Tobaccowala (CEO: Denuo) and Simon Mainwaring (Consultant, Mainwaring Creative).My takeaways from their advice and conversation were huge. Material to fill many blog posts to come. Both are forward thinkers focusing on the future of advertising and branding. Simon believes that in the future,

Rachel Hnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8593769333751715062.post-84226041721419335272009-11-11T14:36:00.001-08:002009-11-11T14:49:28.493-08:00

A most discussed article from GOOD prompted my speculation.

Rachel Hnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8593769333751715062.post-78790321396455805612009-09-29T21:03:00.000-07:002009-09-29T21:21:19.804-07:00

Alright, it's here in the US of A.NUTELLA. But not Nutella...A NUTELLA COMMERCIAL.There is some great buzz following this stuff, from loyal consumers who are happy to have Nutella's public presence backing their fanfare to health watch-dogs calling out the claim to health benefits. In the commercial a mom reasons feeding Nutella to her kids in the morning because she puts it on healthier

Rachel Hnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8593769333751715062.post-25826527861179381752009-09-05T19:47:00.000-07:002009-09-05T19:54:07.321-07:00

It may seem that there are a lot of bicycle-related postings on my blog. You're right. There are. You are a faithful reader and I thank you. TODAY! However, is an awe-inspiring reminder that one in a million can happen, and does! But if you're this one of a million... I'm sorry.A few weeks back I noticed some little wings blowing around on my bicycle lock when I was about to lock up my bike on

Rachel Hnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8593769333751715062.post-71928448437763834252009-08-18T17:15:00.000-07:002009-08-18T17:30:05.852-07:00

One day my parents called me up and persuaded me into a logo design contest for a Seattle show:Ron&Don Nation (KIRO 97.3 FM) So one day I busted out three logos and sent them in. Though I liked one best, they were all the product of my hands, and CS2.Now, one of my logo's is in the 13 and could win the contest! So give it up and vote for #4! I'd be much appreciative, and my Dad really wants those

Rachel Hnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8593769333751715062.post-40146917003341473002009-08-11T15:56:00.000-07:002009-08-12T23:26:42.075-07:00

In Eugene, a lot of people ride bikes. Of that number, a significant portion love bikes. And an even slimmer percentage fantasize about bikes. Some of them fantasize about other cyclists.I happened upon this little gem yesterday afternoon. Another bicycle come on. The thing is, these notes aren't so uncommon. Lovers of bikes = cyclist lovers.

Rachel Hnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8593769333751715062.post-7593426841657995372009-08-09T23:13:00.000-07:002009-08-09T23:43:11.983-07:00

When I was a little girl—actually the whole time I lived with my parents—my mom would ask me to clean up my sprawling clutter, and I would simply re-stack, or push it around. I remember how she would look emphatically into my eyes and say, "THROW. IT. AWAY." Ever since, I've been fascinated with the things people choose to keep or dispose of. I am more of a "just-in-case" keeper, but I've

Rachel Hnoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8593769333751715062.post-91017851886869548512009-08-09T19:33:00.000-07:002009-08-09T19:42:55.182-07:00

So, you know when you've once been the cream that rose to the top and soon sunk to the bottom of the celebrity barrel when you're Ben Affleck. I was paroozing movie trailers the other night and I happened upon a charming little film called "Extract" with Jason Bateman. When I noticed a suspiciously familiar but down-hill face in the clip, I checked the credits to see who was listed at the bottom

Rachel Hnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8593769333751715062.post-55357912449307071952009-08-01T17:29:00.000-07:002009-08-01T20:44:57.507-07:00

Well it's my first summer spent here in my collegiate residence, Eugene. So far, it has been a marvelous time, excluding the blistering heat. Going for a bike ride intended to refresh onself felt more like pedaling on a stationary exercise bike inside a dry sauna, in front of a hair dryer. But! those times have passed. And now it's prime time to work on projects and dawdling around, noticing

Rachel Hnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8593769333751715062.post-81224854775396800852009-07-01T19:11:00.000-07:002009-07-01T19:24:20.185-07:00

A little while back I was privileged enough to experience "The Project", a Brooklyn based ensemble, at the University of Oregon. Originally I picked up on posters advertising the arrival of the beatboxing flute player, but I left the show completely enamored with the group as a whole (not to mention two cd's, autographs, and a how-to manual).

Rachel Hnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8593769333751715062.post-70772024597561597192009-03-11T23:10:00.001-07:002009-08-01T20:43:01.693-07:00

I was almost crushed under the wheels of a small SUV. Here's what happened: This morning I was biking to school as usual. I took a right turn at a green light, in a continuous bike lane. I was watching closely for pedestrians, and suddenly I was jolted by the side of an SUV. I strained against the vehicle to keep upright. I yelled to the driver, but she made no response as she lowered her cell

Rachel Hnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8593769333751715062.post-68156443318633656492009-03-11T02:24:00.000-07:002009-08-01T20:50:09.187-07:00

So, it's normal to now say that people have screwed up. We've done a lot of terrible things to each other and to the planet we live on. But, it's also optimistic, and not uncommon, to say we're heading in the right direction. We have the opportunity, and maybe even the foresight, to make better choices in the future, and possibly fix mistakes.Here is some of my favorite work showcasing this new

Rachel Hnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8593769333751715062.post-87820814464016967802009-02-25T23:36:00.000-08:002009-02-26T11:30:29.479-08:00

In response to an assignment from Deb Morrison's class I'd like to share what I've learned this term at the University of Oregon:5 PIECES of ADVICEFIND 3RD SPACE.I bummed this term from two great sources: Starbucks and Zach Blank. For Starbucks, this is the place that isn't work, and isn't home. It's the place where you can enjoy transition. For Zach Blank, it wasn't the classroom, and it wasn't

Rachel Hnoreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8593769333751715062.post-46542579065950219712009-02-09T22:25:00.000-08:002009-02-09T23:18:02.098-08:00

So, remember the LogObama from November? It looked like this:Well, crazy as it sounds, I always had this impression that my fellow residents dislike my outward, optimistic support of our new president. In fact, they despised it and hissed behind my back. At this point I should add that I don't really know the other residents, sad, yes, but we mostly keep to ourselves. And I also had no reason to

Rachel Hnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8593769333751715062.post-30250636843391219582009-02-05T20:55:00.000-08:002009-02-05T20:59:32.612-08:00

This is a short-short video Jason Shannon and I did for portfolio class. Neither of us having much experience in flash, we tried to work within our skill sets. We chose a poem style format for the copy to give the piece a little bite, and keep the video do-able :) I think we'll be adding to this.

Rachel Hnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8593769333751715062.post-68846382981033660122009-01-22T17:36:00.000-08:002009-01-27T23:40:30.177-08:00

I have been studying the ancient art of Tai Chi for a little more than a year now. Every quarter my class meets in the Student Rec Center and begins practice with silent warm-ups. My chosen pair of shoes have been well broken in and, when I am late, they squeak as I try to creep behind the group. I've been thinking about getting some new shoes.All the enlightened Wushu kids in the class, and our

Rachel Hnoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8593769333751715062.post-47700565739099282962008-12-09T19:15:00.000-08:002008-12-09T19:23:39.738-08:00

Only a few days ago I sat at my kitchen counter. My sinuses burned and my eyes watered with the enjoyment of wasabi peas. When I regained my vision, I noticed the bag's label:"WASABI PEAS: A DELICIOUS COMBINATION OF SPICY WASABI AND CRUNCHY PEAS."I was struck by this incredibly accurate description of its contents. Subsequently. I felt a little ashamed that a bag of peas has a clearer description

Rachel Hnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8593769333751715062.post-71975531129485557492008-11-29T01:07:00.000-08:002008-11-29T04:45:04.000-08:00

Walmart says it was a security flaw; local law enforcement says, "all hell broke loose," it was a mob mentality; a young woman at the end of this clip says somebody lost their life because of a stupid Black Friday sale, which was not even going to last all day. And me? Of course, you're desperate to know what I say:It's us. It's not an economic slump, or even a recession. It's a disease in our

Rachel Hnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8593769333751715062.post-48594677599015741622008-11-13T08:36:00.000-08:002008-11-13T08:48:51.790-08:00

So, I am fortunate enough to travel with three other students to Shanghai for the ONE Show China: Young Creative Workshop. This is, needless to say, an amazing opportunity sponsored by the University of Oregon School of Journalism and Communication.As far as I know, I'm prepared. We've got these new little books to reflect in (nerds!) and I even brought snacks! But they were confiscated from me

Rachel Hnoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8593769333751715062.post-55617621701901949012008-11-05T16:12:00.000-08:002008-11-05T16:58:33.964-08:00

Yes, I know millions are saying it, and now more than ever, our collective voices mean more than each separate. Today is a new day. Today I woke up inspired because we have elected a leader that I admire. Although I'm not one to boast my political values, last night I was so moved I decided to show my support and made an Obama logo (LogObama) for my front door. Here's how. So can you.

Rachel Hnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8593769333751715062.post-48303018917280776502008-02-27T20:20:00.000-08:002008-04-10T17:34:46.829-07:00

He told me, "Enjoy your dinner."I thanked him and walked out the door.*** It was almost 8:30pm. It was getting late and I still had plenty of homework to truck through. But, worst of all, I was uninspired. I opened the cabinets in our kitchen—I have two for myself—and couldn't think up a mealish experience. Yes, I opened a can of beans, but since the big frying pan was soaking with water and egg

Rachel Hnoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8593769333751715062.post-62174160264420999822008-01-04T23:00:00.000-08:002008-04-10T17:43:49.944-07:00

It's nearly 2am, late for a college kid to be up working... on winter break. The fragrant box of Holiday Satsumas sitting next to me on the counter exercise a passionate romance with my nose. I shamelessly eat one. When selecting my second post-holiday Satsuma I realize how soft the peel is. and while I peel it, realize how ripe the fruit must be. last call by produce time. Time for eatin. a

Rachel Hnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8593769333751715062.post-65667912674430002722007-12-21T13:22:00.000-08:002007-12-21T14:10:34.574-08:00

She patted my shoulder and leaned in close, with a firm, pressed smile in her rosy face. "Excuse me," she said. Startled, I pulled down my glasses instead of my headphones, to hear her. When responding to spontaneous strangers, I feel the pressure to pick one action and stick with it. You know, like saying, "You too" to someone who said, "Thanks". Yeah, I don't know anyone who's discovered a way

Rachel Hnoreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8593769333751715062.post-11868857550983777962007-10-30T02:31:00.000-07:002007-10-30T03:03:51.832-07:00

so good to me. Monday, Monday, it was all I hoped it would be. It sure was. Well, it's been a while since last our souls melded, bloggerland. I find myself at the edge of paradise once again tonight, looking over my shoulder at the most amazing day of the term. The day's experience was not something to be passed up, and required heartfelt documentation. Where better than a place of perpetual

Rachel Hnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8593769333751715062.post-7921979634253005712007-07-23T19:08:00.000-07:002007-07-23T19:41:33.204-07:00

So, it's true, without argument, that I'm a little nutz. We all are. And, from time to time, it shows more than usual. Yeah it scares the people you don't know, but it just feels great to let it go and indulge your instincts. Then there are those other times, when you feel the same roar in your chest, but you can't let it out. It's trapped inside your body and if you don't find the cork it's

Rachel Hnoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8593769333751715062.post-36097185242555166452007-07-19T20:20:00.000-07:002007-10-30T03:08:32.906-07:00

First Friday6.29.072100So. Here I am in Nowhere, Oregon. Wait, I didn’t check my sources on that. Roseburg. Roseburg,Oregon. I am working my first full-time, forty hour a week, ironically boring, teeth-pulling, job. I am also spending what could very well be the first weekend all by my lonesome. And, as it was recently pointed out to me by the omnipotent and cruel world, I am college rift-raft.

Rachel Hnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8593769333751715062.post-81465872922635610422007-07-19T20:08:00.000-07:002007-07-19T20:16:56.421-07:00

This spring I took a mandatory class: Writing 122. I loved my gtf, and the space she gave us for our papers. Our first paper needed to be "something about art. How you think of it, what it is, where you find it, be creative. Or you can write about the Virginia Tech shooting." Well, duh.20 April 2007Shooter: A Coveted First Person NarrativeAdam was backed up against the brick wall. He looked

Rachel Hnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8593769333751715062.post-35314201042786614412007-03-08T16:47:00.000-08:002007-03-08T17:12:56.913-08:00

Speaking of flowers, I have recently noticed patches of daffodils popping up all over the place. And this bothers me. "But why, Rachel, should the glorious tidings of spring irritate you delicate moral senses?" Yes, I am a chronic sufferer of hayfever, but this is not why. I find the daffodils very suspicious, for the following reasons:They are all the same size, which appears to be fully

Rachel Hnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8593769333751715062.post-57515942023751682502007-03-07T19:57:00.000-08:002007-03-08T17:18:14.977-08:00

We are the inhabitants of the 21st century. We have amazing technology that allows us to do things that are impossible in nature. And though we are able to alter the course of nature, one must ask if we are simply fooling ourselves. Sure, we are able to deny organic or biological order, but what about the indisputable way of things? Take, for a very small scale example, keeping friendships with

Rachel Hnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8593769333751715062.post-19202324344607365472007-01-29T00:26:00.000-08:002007-01-29T13:02:04.435-08:00

My period likes to show up for special occasions, often uninvited, but dressed in a tuxedo with guitar and amp in hand. "Hey, good to see you again," I'd say. "Boy, you look classy... Whoa, hey, what's the guitar for? You can't bring that inside.""Sha baby, I'm ready to rockn'roll, and you got tickets in the front row!"Alright, it's not really invited but, when I look on my calendar, it was

Rachel Hnoreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8593769333751715062.post-569206316435549392007-01-21T17:52:00.000-08:002007-01-24T13:00:14.389-08:00

For my whole life, I have avoided religion. That's not to say that we are desperate enemies, but more anonymous passerbys on the busy streets of life. Yes, we've had our run-ins: a Sunday or two with relatives in a Lutheran church, awkward "Grace" at other families' dinner tables, a few years in Unitarian Christmas plays, and awesome middle school trips to hostels and sister churches in foreign

Rachel Hnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8593769333751715062.post-38306795070040182332007-01-21T17:37:00.000-08:002007-01-22T01:27:07.114-08:00

After the thought, i realized that this idea sounded eerily like that song from rent...For just a vacation, indefinite, I would like to visit a place that does not measure time in days. Or minutes, or hours, or seconds. Has this linear, objectified style progressed us, as the human race? Everything is pressure, because the measurement never changes. The meter keeps ticking away until your life

Rachel Hnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8593769333751715062.post-45772787605435508382007-01-18T20:34:00.000-08:002007-03-07T12:54:29.216-08:00

He missed the sidewalk, but proceeded anyway, maybe thinking he could best the curb. He couldn't. His front tire bit into the yellow paint and slowly pushed him forward. The entire crash was in slow motion. I had the time to stop walking and stare; wondering if he was going to recover before the moment of judgment. His hands remained, gripped, on the handlebars. The only indication of resistance

Rachel Hnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8593769333751715062.post-14003235881310535472006-11-30T19:57:00.000-08:002007-01-22T01:25:11.476-08:00

Welcome to Original RaH, postings and reflections about real life from a real human being. Granted, what's "real" is entirely subjective, but what better chance to understand the separate realities of individuals than to share them? That's a tangent for another time. Welcome noted, moving on.This was my last day of Fall term's Thursday classes, so I went to all of them. And in my Women and Gender

Rachel Hnoreply@blogger.com2