Dear Hillary Clinton

(Letter originally written on January 16, 2016)

Dear Mrs. Clinton,

        My name is (real name), and I’m (real age) years old. I’m not exactly sure how to begin, or if I even want to. I know that once I begin, it’s not only begins this letter, but the beginning of letting go.

        On behalf of girls everywhere, I believe there simply aren’t enough words to express how grateful we are for you. Not just that you were an outspoken first lady who wasn’t afraid to articulate your thoughts on how the country should be run. Not just that you were an impassioned senator who served as a backbone for an entire state during one of the world’s most gruesome terrorist attacks on the United States.  Not just that you were the first female presidential nominee. But that you gave girls like me, hope.

        Mrs. Clinton, facts and polls and websites and tallies may claim that you were “defeated,” but in my opinion, you have won. You have won for the LGBT community. You have won for African Americans. You have won for immigrants. You have won for millennials. You have won for women. And most importantly, you have won for the United States of America. Just look at how many supporters you gained throughout your campaign. If facts and polls and websites and tallies think that 65,844,954 votes is considered “defeat,” then they may have to look at a dictionary. Being defeated is when you have given up hope. Let me tell you, my, along with 65,844,954 people’s hope is far from given up.  It is stronger than ever now, because we have realized, thanks to you, that we are stronger together.

        I have noticed a change in how boys at my school treat girls. Thank you. I have noticed a change in how girls treat their education. Thank you. I have noticed a change in how people interact among races, religions, and sexualities. Thank you. Thank you for taking that one small step for (wo)man, so the rest of us could take giant leaps for (wo)mankind.

        Over the summer, I was a part of the Edward M. Kennedy Senate Camp, where students learned how the senate works, and we took on roles of different senators. I was given Patrick Leahy. We learned about different speech mechanisms, (…) and how to incorporate them into our very own speeches to create a persuasive argument. Our goal was to create a comprehensive immigration bill, once and for all. After much debate, I proposed a new bill. It allowed Republicans to get their way on border security, and Democrats theirs on allowing immigrants already residing in the U.S. to embark on a path to citizenship without having to worry whether their families would be torn apart. A vote was taken in the subcommittee that day, the vote resulting in an overwhelming amount of support from senators of all parties. The bill passed that day. It coincidentally passed on the same day that I realized what I wanted to make of my future. I wanted to do this for a living. I wanted to make change, for the better.

        I am writing this letter to you today, with more hope for the United States than ever before. People you have inspired, myself included, will stop at nothing to passionately continue the fight for peace and unity among our people. Your influence has without a doubt reestablished our country’s core values, and ensured the limitless futures of every single person. I feel honored to have supported you throughout your candidacy, and still support you today. Remember how I said, that I wasn’t sure if I wanted to begin writing this letter, because it would signify the beginning of letting go? What I am letting go of is anger, and disgust and fear. Those feelings felt safe to me, because everyone else was feeling them. One of the most important lessons I learned from you, is that a true leader shouldn’t waste time on dwelling and regret. I believe you said once, that, “Every moment wasted looking back keeps us from moving forward.”

        As a girl just figuring out the world for the very first time, here is my vision so far: America is simple, yet incredibly complicated. We are grooming a future generation of believers, and go getters. Quick-thinkers and even quicker typers. We don’t rush to judgement, or our senate to decisions. We absorb knowledge, and thrive off of growth. We see different points of view, and will most definitely revive the lost art of compromise. We are not perfect, but strive to create a more perfect union. Together. Together we are stronger, and stronger we are together. I am changing my feelings of anger, disgust, and fear, into those of wisdom, empowerment, and love. I will follow through on my dream of making change for the better by speaking up about global issues, advocating for peace, and encouraging my generation to lead lives of eternal kindness, and forward thinking. Thank you for changing my life. Thank you for changing my vision, and thank you for changing the world.


(real name)

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Reader of Month: “The Life of Twin”

Hello everyone! 

Here I present to you the second installation of Reader of the Month. This month, an author going as Lou, wrote about her thoughts on being a twin. A great writer I already knew Lou was, will blow you away with her utterly relatable dissection of common misconceptions, and outlooks of living life with another half. Comment down below to support Lou and her wonderfully written piece!

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Lemon Bars and Nonchalant Chaos

        If you couldn’t tell by the featured image, chaos is my middle name. Whether I’m the cause of it, in the middle of it, or cleaning up after it, it always seems to be a noun closely associated with my name. My mom and I call them, “LL Mishaps.” It combines our initials, and the skill we have perfected the art of: mishap-ing. So instead of dwelling over an embarrassing moment walking repeatedly into the wrong class, spilling a Greek salad into a fire pit, and other instances alike, we just put it into the lengthy collection of some of our finest and most amusing LL Mishaps. It’s just a good way to remember to keep life light. 

        Over the weekend, I caught up with a good friend of mine who I haven’t seen in awhile. Naturally, we decided that the best use of our afternoon was binge watching The Office, making a mess out of a baking project, and then taking artsy pictures of it afterwards. And the result? This blog post I give you now. Our messy baking project actually turned out to be a hit! We decided to make lemon curd bars. Now, if you slightly cringed when you heard the word “curd” in the title, I don’t blame you. But this isn’t the chunky remnance of expired milk we have all encountered. But you have to trust me! I am certain that these lemon bars will find their way to your heart one way or another. So, shall we?

The recipe I used comes from the New York Times cooking app, that has bailed my mom and I out of countless last-minute dinner party meal scenarios, and introduced us to a lot of new foods and cooking techniques. I really liked this recipe, because it was very sweet, but used very little sugar as not to overpower the natural tartness of the lemons. I hope you enjoy this recipe as much as I did!
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Travel Log: European Adventures!

Hello, hello, hello, everyone!

        I hope you all had wonderful holidays and very happy new year! Well, I’ve decided to start off the year with nothing really special. That’s right! You heard from the one and only Legally Brunette, 2017 is starting off with a nothing-really-special blog post. A few months ago, right around the beginning of September on my Note to Self: Back to School post, I promised you that I would eventually post about my vague European travels over the summer. Well, that eventually is turning into right about now! Yes, over the summer, I visited Amsterdam, Brussels, and Paris. I can’t even begin to describe how beautiful all three cities were. They had so much history, and defining characteristics, none followed the standard definition of “beauty.”My vacation was certainly one that falls under the “trip of a lifetime category.”

        I feel so lucky that I was able to have this experience. Travel and exploration of the world is privilege. One that, unfortunately, is often taken for granted. I think that sometimes we trap ourselves in a bubble. Within our homes, cities or countries, even. Whether those bubbles be filled with the same religious beliefs, political beliefs, race or gender, we thrive off  of our natural cliquish Neanderthal instincts.

        I live in house, with a roof over my head, food on my kitchen table, fresh water running from my tap, and heat blowing from my radiators. My basic needs are filled. I am fortunate enough, not only to have those basic needs filled, but to be able to explore, and learn and grow through travel. Traveling the world, and gaining new perspectives is vital. In the United States, those impoverished are hidden the shadows to ensure that kids and families like mine can maintain peace within our bubbles. So we don’t think outside of our bubbles. So we don’t understand outside of our bubbles. In the U.S.and many other developed parts of the world, it’s utterly inconceivable that a girl wouldn’t be educated because of her gender. But for the rest of the world? The rest of the 60 million uneducated girls? It isn’t inconceivable, it’s just a fact.

        Poverty is something I admittedly have been very blind to. I only saw three cities while I was there, but just those three cities alone revealed the throbbing crisis of poverty, just itching to be noticed.  In Europe, several times, I saw a mother sprawled out on a blanket, holding her child, feeding them the scraps of food they had collected over night behind a dumpster.You don’t need to travel across an ocean to find new perspectives. Walk around your neighborhood, your town, your country! You can’t buy perspectives. They come into your life for a reason. Just trust that they will be found when they’re meant to be found. Again, I can’t even begin to tell you how lucky I was to be able to explore Europe for the first time, and I can’t wait to travel again! Below are a few (Who are we kidding? There are like 70+!) photographs from my trip. Be sure to comment below telling about some of your past and/or prospective future travels, what you think of this blog post, and what actions you’ll take to gain new perspectives from all around the world. Keep on traveling, and keep on popping the bubble! Continue reading