Feminista Friday: Confessions of a Next Gen Feminista

Women's Liberation March from Farragut Square to Lafayette Park, Washington D.C. (1970)

“Wow, you don’t look like a feminist.” I immediately look up from sipping my drink: “What do you mean?” I was barely tolerating the conversation and now found myself a bit intrigued. He did a nervous, quick scan of my look: “I don’t know; you seem pretty feminine. I mean, well, to be frank, you’re […]

The High Heeled Kitchen Video: ¿Red or White Wine?

Viviana Hurtado The Wise Latina Club

Normally, I have a story that accompanies a post: I could have written about developing a taste for wine helped by the fact that I grew up in San Francisco, close to the glorious Napa Valley; how I once dreamed of getting married at a vineyard; how at times, I feel so “Sideways,” Jim Taylor […]

Medieval Instruments of Tortura?

Medieval_Instruments_of_Tortura-TheWiseLatinaClub

Like our African-American, African, Mediterranean, and Middle Eastern sisters, curly-topped Latinas follow the humidity index like entry-level CIA analysts are monitoring the revolutions in the Middle East. Mami has light brown, fine, straight hair, and struggled with not one unruly set of locks, but two (Lil’ Sis always had “better hair”). Mami’s solution? Short hair.  […]