Backwards & In High Heels

So here’s the thing, no matter what you believe or who you support, you have to admit it’s pretty cool that for the first time ever a woman is competing on on behalf of a major party for the highest office in the land.

I remember being super young and asking my father why Barbara Bush was always on TV when she wasn’t the President. Then I promptly asked why she wasn’t the President. He replied, “Women don’t have those jobs.” and then I asked him, “Does that mean I can’t ever be President?”…to which he replied, “Women just don’t have those jobs. The President has always been a man.”

Needless to say, I was super confused. I come from a family of all girls, my mom is a proud feminist and we were always taught to not let gender be an excuse for anything or to accept that girls just aren’t good at certain things…like math, science, sports, etc.,. As I grew up my heroes were Mia Hamm, the Notorious RBG, and Tina Fey, but the notion that a women couldn’t be President remained, rationalized in my six-year-old head by concluding that some things were just impossibilities.

Then, Bill Clinton became President…and his wife, who was always on TV (much like Babs–except Hillary was talking about more than just reading and staying off drugs), became a senator. Hillary Clinton was a petite, blonde lawyer with a short hair cut and a pants suit–a spitfire, with an unfaithful husband and mountains to climb, just like my mom (except my mom at the time was a Republican—which she has since reconsidered).

Now, my mom is the happiest she’s been in a long time and last night I saw an impossibility become incredibly possible. I am so excited to be here to witness this and I am so excited that when my eventual future daughter asks me if a latino, black, asian, disabled, gay, trans, woman or man can be President I can answer her with a resounding “yes”. I simply can’t wait…

“The match has been lit and my fire burns bright, but I cannot do this alone…

Forward together.

Not one step back.”



I’m the Hero of This Story on a Monday.

HeroHappy Monday! Here’s some motivation for you because it’s going to be a longggg week!:

Often times, I think that people are way harder than themselves than anyone else, which is crazy because why pile on top of what your critics already say/think about you? People will paint you in a negative light—there’s no reason for you to add to what people who aren’t your friends think and there’s certainly no reason why your biggest critic should be yourself.

It’s taken me a long time, the majority of my life, to get to the point when I don’t care what people say and I don’t participate in the criticism of myself. In fact, the only time I ever get blindly furious is when people make assumptions about my family and my childhood (and adulthood, really) — which is something my mother, sisters, and I currently struggle with, with regards to my father. Sounds really crappy of someone to bring up, right? Also, name an “ism” and it probably really angers me, because duh.

The hardest part of being kind to yourself is realizing that nobody can make you feel comfortable about your character and capabilities except for you. So, be your own hero…be your own Batman…Superman…Beatrix KiddoWednesday Addams…whoever, because at the end of the day you have to save yourself.

Also, let’s get some more awesome female superheroes please?


Sugar & Spice & Jedi Freaking Knights

I haven’t had time to post this week because I have a million things going on at work, BUT one of the things we have going on is this huge Comicon-style event (which I am really excited about). With all of the stormtroopers, wookiees, and trekkies walking around, helping us do promotion, my inner sci-fi nerd is geeking out!

Needless to say, when I was a little girl I always wanted to be one of the following over a princess, mermaid, fairy (okay, I kind of wanted to be a fairy or a lost boy—who doesn’t want to fly???) or damsel in distress any day:

  • Wednesday Addams
  • A Jedi Knight
  • The Karate Kid
  • Mia Hamm

The list goes on…so needless so say, I am loving this:


Here’s to all of the little girls and young women who choose to be the hero ❤

Happy International Women’s Day!

HAPPY NEW YEARToday was International Women’s Day, which is exciting for me 1) because I consider myself a feminist—and by feminist I mean I believe women should have the same rights as men, pay for equal work, pay equitable healthcare, the list goes on—and 2) I got to celebrate all the women in my life!

Social media ran the gamut today, from a lot of men with their, “Cool, now make me a sandwich” comments, women celebrating other women, women shaming each other (see: Kim Kardashian naked selfie) — not that I’m at all a fan, but I won’t tell anyone what to do with their body—and women arguing over what feminism “should” be.

So, simply said…

If you think men and women should have equal rights, then you’re probably a feminist.

If you love make up, crafts, cooking dinner for your husband and keeping a cute house (not because you’re required to, but because you actually like it), wearing high heels and girly dresses, shaving, baking, and shopping at Anthropologie, that doesn’t make you less of a feminist. I also believe in the “no girl on girl crime” rule, however, crappy people exist, and trust me—some of them are girls. Disliking a girl because she’s a rude person, mean to you, or just not your cup of tea doesn’t make you less of a feminist either.


Zooey Deschanel sums it up nicely, I love her actually.

If you can honestly take a look at your mother, your daughters, sisters, aunts, best friends, and grandmas and don’t want them to get equal pay for equal work, access to affordable healthcare that costs as much as what our male counterparts pay, things like paid maternity and paternity leave, and that they were put here to do more than make sandwiches, be housemaids, and have babies, you are probably not a feminist and you kind of sound like a jerk, at least to me.


A caption from a young woman’s feminist expression experiment on her Tinder profile

I digress, here’s to my favorite feminists: My mom, all of my best friends, The Notorious RBG, Tina Fey, HRC, Maya Angelou, Malala Yousafzai, my sisters all the way in NY and CA, and my husband. ❤

Sugar, Spice, and Everything Nice…

When I was a little girl my mom drilled it into my head that I was never allowed to use the fact that I was a girl as an excuse. There was no excuse–why of course, I should be one of the only girls in the advanced math class, learning to ice skate with hockey skates? no problem, earning one of my high school’s only scholar-athlete scholarships–absolutely—why does it have to go to a boy?

This explains why I spend the majority of high school with bruised legs (I played a lot of soccer), studying like failing was never an option, and the amount of guys in my college classes never intimidated me. It turns out businesses degrees aren’t exclusively for men after all! Both my sister and I have one!

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Little Miss Copeland Busting a Move!

My mom was one of the only female corporate lawyers at her company in the 80’s…which was a big deal. It was an even bigger deal that she beat out a lot of guys in her law school to grab the top spot in her graduating class. Even with all of her amazing credentials, she’s still had to deal with hurtles—as most girls and women do.

It stings to work so hard to know your male counterparts make more money, or when you’re in high school and the football team gets new uniforms even though your soccer team has an exponentially better record from season to season. At the end of the day, I think the best thing we can do for our friends, daughters, students, and little girls everywhere is to empower them to be strong, capable women—because smart capable women are a force to be reckoned with.

So moms, mentors, teachers, and friends, I encourage you to share this video with your daughters. If young girls know their potential is limitless, there is no reason they can’t be wildly successful and this video demonstrates that. Plus, I loves me some women in STEM, H-dog, the Notorious RBG, and my entire women’s world cup team!


When young girls participate in behaviors like gossiping, name calling, etc., that means they have negative energy that could be better spent on positive things and feeds into a stereotype that translates into adulthood. I know girls my age and younger (and sometimes older) who think they are grown and “accomplished”, but their attitude and their affinity to be snarky and make other people feel small proves otherwise. Imagine what could happen if girls and women stopped with the negative energy and replaced it with achieving goals while smashing negative stereotypes.


The more we encourage young girls and women to break glass ceilings while busting stereotypes, the more our culture will have to change to accommodate things like equal pay, representation in STEM jobs, and much–much more! Let’s teach our daughters they can do anything, from running the country to becoming the first African American principal ballerina! It’s been a long time coming for so many of these things!