Showing posts with label Politics. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Politics. Show all posts

Red Lipstick Resistance


It's no secret that I'm a pretty political person. 

But the truth is that I kind of hate politics.
I don't like playing games. 
I want to find straightforward solutions to problems so that we can help people. 

But I've learned over the past 16 years of my involvement in politics that problem solving isn't always as simple as we'd like it to be. 
Real and lasting change is complicated and it takes time. 
Real change is never simple, and it's never easy. 

You also probably know that I'm an outspoken feminist. I mean, it's literally in all of my social media profiles. 
I don't pretend to be an expert on every issue, but the question of gender equality and fairness is the cause that has set my heart on fire for my entire life.
I wrote my first letter to the editor of our local paper when I was ten years old, complaining about sexism and gender stereotypes in a column. 
My mom didn't coach me to do it. 
(Frankly, she's still a little baffled as to how she managed to produce me.)
She just gave me the tools to express the outrage that I felt, which involved a handwritten letter faxed in to our local newspaper.




For me, feminism and femininity go together like wine and ice cream.
I love them both and they make my life better when I embrace them responsibly.

The "classic Flight Attendant" look is hyper feminine, and of course involves those signature red lips. 
I've been into bold lipstick for as long as I've been seriously into makeup. 
I won Miss Vermont in a bright red dress with bright red lips. 
Bold lipstick has been my signature move for my entire adult life. 

Today is the International Women's Strike/ A Day Without A Woman.



I already have the day off from my paid job, but I'm also going to be spending the day striking from as much unpaid work as possible. For example, I'm going to let my boyfriend lean in and take care of the dishes and cleaning the kitchen, but I'm still going to take care of the puppy while he's at work. She's a living baby creature who needs care. I can't strike from THAT. 

As a union member, I proud of the connections that today has to the labor movement. 


My favorite thing I'll be doing today is wearing red lipstick.





A lot of people struggle with the idea that this symbol of femininity has feminist origins, but it sure DOES. 
It's also been a way that strong women express their bold power throughout modern history. 


A quick synopsis:
Suffragettes defiantly wore red lipstick when they marched in the streets for the right to vote.
Rosie the Riveter wore red lipstick when she built our way to allied victory during WWII.
Hitler hated women wearing lipstick. 

So fight back against misogyny, sexism, and Hitler, everybody. 
Wear red in whatever form makes your heart glad, and stand in solidarity for equality. 
Resist. 

Have Courage and Be Kind

For some people, being kind is like breathing- they do it constantly without thinking.
For me, being kind is more like breathing correctly during yoga- I'm generally pretty good about it but sometimes I forget and have to be reminded that I need to do better. 

I've been pretty heartbroken since the election in November. It's tested my resilience and my commitment to intentional optimism. 
To be clear: I'm not heartbroken that the candidate I supported lost, I'm heartbroken that people who believe in violence and hatred feel like they've won. 

No one knows better than me that in politics, sometimes you lose. 
Sometimes what you hope for and dream of and work for doesn't happen. 
That's life. That's normal. 
C'est la vie. 

What I refuse to accept is the normalization of hatred. I refuse to accept the normalization of violence.
This is America. 
We always rise and show that we are worthy of the promise of the pursuit of happiness. 
Too often it takes longer than we want it to.
Too often we have to fight back against our own apathy to embrace the better angels of our nature. 
But we must. 

I am not perfect. I have been unkind and I will be unkind, but in small ways and in large ways, I hope you'll join me in committing to intentional kindness and optimism as we face these next four years. 

Kindness, empathy, and compassion are the most basic ways we can fight hatred in out every day lives.


Five Ways to Show Kindness:

1. See something, say something. 
If you see someone being harassed or treated rudely, have the courage to engage with the target by saying something like "Oh my gosh! Sarah?! I'm so glad to see you! It's been so long!"

2. Stop and help.
If you see someone struggling with their shopping bags, offer to help. If you drive by a house where an elderly woman is trying to rake leaves from her motorized scooter, pull over and ask if you can help her. If there's a parent traveling alone with a baby on your plane, offer to hold that baby if mom/dad needs to go to the bathroom. 

3. Donate feminine care items.
Homeless shelters around the nation are in dire need of bras and feminine hygiene products. 

4. Donate your time.
Is there a cause you believe in? Volunteer for it. 
Personally, I'm all about helping girls develop courage, confidence, and character so I volunteer for my local Girl Scout Service Unit. I also love my local library, so I've gotten involved with a group who wants to support it. 
Put your time where your heart is. 

5. Hold the door and smile at people. 
Especially for people who might worry that they're unsafe these days.
Little kindnesses add up. 


You don't have to be perfect, you just have to try. 
Every small effort to make the world a better place does matter.
So do it. 






What an Autumn

The election is over and the dust is starting to settle, at least in Vermont. Nationally it still feels like so much is uncertain and frankly pretty scary.
I didn't win this time. While I'm sad, I'm really ok. I feel so lucky to have received such amazing support from so many people and at the end of the day, sometimes what really matters is that you tried.
 
Right now, I'm trying to get some sleep. I'm looking forward to spending more time with friends, more time with Martin and his family, and more time traveling. Generally just more time doing things that are fun, like my real job as a Flight Attendant and blogging.
 
Once I've rested a bit, I'm going to get back up and fight. I'll continue to fight hard for equality. For kindness. For optimism. For the values that truly make America great.
I am so proud of this nation we love and I know that we are stronger together.
 
We can do this.

What A Summer

At various points in my life I have been really busy. 
My senior year of high school I was an officer in no fewer than ten student organizations simultaneously.
When I was Miss Vermont I averaged four hours of sleep a night for an entire year because of the demands on my schedule.

So please understand how serious I am when I say that this summer I have been really, really, really busy. 

June and July were packed with international trips (heyyyy 30 hours in Paris with my boyfriend!), and a TON of campaign work, but I was like "Ok, cool, this is a lot but I've totally got this handled."






Then during the first week of August the you-know-what hit the fan. 
(I tried to come up with a less crass metaphor, but really that's what happened.) 

My mom had a stroke completely out of nowhere and has been sidelined ever since.
The good news is that she doesn't have any significant cognitive impairment and there's no paralysis. The bad news is she's just too tired mentally and physically to do most tasks, including things like driving and running her three businesses. 
Yes, three. At one time. 

And that is why my schedule suddenly spiraled out of control. 
All of a sudden I was responsible for a full time job, a political campaign, running three businesses, and a variety of other projects I had on the side. 
(Semi professional blogger here, y'all.)

So this is basically how I've been feeling for the last month and a half:










People keep asking how I'm getting through this. 
The answer? 
Coffee. My super supportive boyfriend. My competent campaign manager. Useful family members. Kind friends. 

Literally every single hour of every single day is packed with SOMETHING URGENT that I have to do. It's a lot. 

So essentially...
Please send wine, Catalyst Coffee gift cards, and don't be mad if I haven't watched your snap story lately. 
Support the campaign here and keep your fingers crossed!

Five Ways Running for Office and Being a Flight Attendant Are Exactly the Same


I recently announced that I would be running for public office in Vermont. For those of you who haven't known me for longer than five minutes, being an elected official has been my goal since I was ten years old.
Along my political journey, I was lucky enough to begin my career as a Flight Attendant, which is perfect because in Vermont we have a part-time citizen legislature. All of our Representatives and Senators have other jobs because they only convene four days a week for about four months of the year.

I don't plan on writing about politics much on this blog- this is a space for packing tips, products I'm in love with, and my advice on applying to be a Flight Attendant.

That said, I have noticed five ways in which my life in the sky and my life in politics intersect.


5. You deal with the public.





There are people in this world who find interacting with the general public to be challenging and exhausting. I don't. I'm an extrovert's extrovert.
My favorite thing about being a Flight Attendant? It's the people. 
I love meeting passengers and coworkers who have completely different life experiences than I do. I adore interacting with locals on my layovers, learning about the place they live and how they live there.

People are also my favorite part about running for office.
The best part of politics is helping people. Whether it's connecting a constituent to a service they need, answering questions about the democratic process, registering a first time voter, or answering questions about my positions on the issues, the best part of all of this is the opportunity to help people. 

4. You know how to be patient and calm with people who don't understand the rules.





On the aircraft, the rules we enforce are to keep you safe. Most of those rules come from the Federal Aviation Administration and are the result of studying what has gone wrong in the past when an accident or situation has resulted in injury or loss of life. For example: you're required to put your seat backs forward, your tray tables up, and to stow your bags completely under the seat in front of you for takeoff and landing because those are two very vulnerable times during a flight. Those are the two points when you're most likely to have to evacuate the aircraft, and if (God forbid) that needed to happen, your reclined seat, open table, and bag could impede that evacuation process. So when we ask you to do those things, it's not because we're being controlling, it's because we want you to be safe.

When running for office, you're more likely to run into someone who isn't familiar with how to register to vote, where to get an absentee ballot, or a volunteer who isn't familiar with the legal requirements of the campaign trail. These things are less likely to compromise an individual's physical safety, but they are critically important to your future. Civic responsibility and engagement are extremely important parts of being a citizen of this great country.

If I encounter confusion or resistance in either situation, I just explain the rules with a smile, offer information, and ask the person I'm interacting with (politely) to change what they're doing.

3. You know how to follow the law.





As a Flight Attendant, if it's a Federal Aviation Regulation applicable to the aircraft cabin, you have it memorized and you follow it. As a political candidate, you follow all kinds of laws about campaign donations, financial disclosures, and many other things. (Examples: how far a sign can be from a road, and laws about putting pamphlets in mailboxes.)

If you're lucky enough to win an election, you're going to be making the laws so you'd sure as heck better be good at following the law. 

2. You're trained to be calm in a crisis.




I constantly encounter people on and off the plane who have absolutely NO idea that Flight Attendants are on the aircraft to protect passengers in an emergency. Our main job has nothing to do with offering you coffee, tea, or water. In the air, we are the police, the fire fighters, the EMTs, the counselors, and anything else that needs to be done to ensure that our passengers are safe. Trust me, you could absolutely pour your own drinks and you can bring your own snacks, but I'd like to see you evacuate a burning airplane with 180 people on it in under 90 seconds.

During a political campaign, there will be many twists and turns. Some of those can throw you for a loop. You just have to be calm, methodical, and as we say in the aviation industry, your training will kick in. 

1. The sexism.


Depressingly, the number one way that being a Flight Attendant is exactly like being a woman running for public office is the sexism.

I don't just mean the sexual harassment that can so frequently occur on the airplane,
I mean the constant undercurrent of skepticism whenever I tell anyone, male or female, that I'm a Flight Attendant. People hear "flight attendant" and they think "ditzy", "stupid", and "brainless".

When I tell people I'm running for office, it takes them a second to wrap their heads around it because I'm young, I'm blonde, and I'm female.

The last time I ran, other candidates in the race made comments to me about the large purse I carried ("Did you bring lunch for all of us in that thing?"), my physical appearance, and my clothes.

Now, some people might say "Oh, they were just joking! They didn't mean anything by it."
I'm actually pretty good at not being offended when I can tell that people aren't being malicious. I generally don't mind when people call me a stewardess instead of a flight attendant, as long as they aren't being intentionally derogatory.
Here's a good way of determining if your comment or joke is sexist: ask yourself, "Would I make the same comment about a man?"
If the answer is no, you're being sexist, and no matter how accidental it may be, it's wrong.

Some people use age as a stand in for gender.
They might say "Well, you're awfully young." but sometimes what they mean is "What could you possibly know about hard work? You're just a girl."
There are people who have questioned, and who will continue to question, if I'm qualified to run for public office given my age. To anyone wondering about that: my age is an asset.
We need to have diverse voices that represent our electorate sitting in our chambers of government.
In Vermont, 35% of our population is between the ages of 20 and 44. 
Our median age is 38. 
And yet, the average age in our House of Representatives is 60 years old. 

51% of our population is female, but only 41% of our State Legislators are female.

In order to live up to the promise of our democracy, we need to have voices at the table that are representative of our population.

The best way to fight sexism in the sky or on the ground is by raising awareness, talking about it, and being bold.

So basically, in the words if the indomitable Leslie Knope: