I do not consider myself to be a necessarily politically-savvy person. I am endlessly interested in the world around me, yet the complications of various governmental parties and their controversial desires usually leave my brain in a muddled mess... reminiscent of my bedroom floor. Regardless, I've always been an outspoken advocate and activist.
In middle school, I immersed myself in animal, women's, and environmental rights. Fourth-grade Molly sent rapid-fire emails to major corporations like Proctor & Gamble, insisting they immediately cease animal testing and release their abused animals into proper care. Much to the dismay of my family, I also forced the boycott of most animal-tested products within our home for a short blip in time. Later, for an eighth grade "class Congress" assignment, I drafted a mock Department of Defense bill prohibiting the practice of animal testing in military experimentation. In sixth grade my inner-feminist was exposed; researching prostitution and child sex trafficking for an essay led to hours spent reading not only harrowing stories of women sold and forced into sex slavery, but of also of the nonexistent gender equality within our nations. I made my foray into online journalism not with PullThisOff.com but with the now-defunct MollyMintz.com, in which fifth-grade Molly "reported" on the fragile infrastructure of our ecosystem.
As I've grown older these interests and passions have grown stronger and have become even more accessible; at almost-eighteen I am encompassed by a technological takeover. Every topic I could ever dream of learning about is only a click away. Social change is spurned by trending #hashtags and Instagram feuds are the the new normal; why contribute to deforestation when I have the world deforming my fingertips?
Six weeks ago I subscribed to theSkimm. In forty-two odd days I've transformed from ignorant to informed, and I'm one in a million. Seriously: with one million subscribers, theSkimm creators Danielle Weisberg and Carly Zakin, two entrepreneurial twenty-somethings in NYC, have launched a news revolution. Every morning, whilst I'm sitting on the toilet or struggling to get out of bed, an email newsletter delivers a witty, condensed breakdown of what I "need to know in politics, international affairs, sports entertainment, [and] technology", as theSkimm's website affirms. In the time it takes me to prepare for my day, I absorb the brewing U.S.-Israel relations conundrum and the newest Google lawsuit. My conversations are richer; my opinions are reinforced; my small-talk isn't so small. The power of knowledge is not lost on me -- and frankly, I wouldn't want it to be lost on anyone else.
Sometimes The Real Housewives of Beverly Hills seems more endearing than CNN. But at the end of the day, Lisa Rinna smashing a wine glass in Kim Richards' face is only going to make the headlines of the newspapers we shouldn't be reading. Every day there is a new catastrophe; every day there is a new miracle. With technology, we are able to watch events unfold as they happen, and we can all contribute our own voices with social media sharing. While I love my loyal readers of Pull This Off, I truthfully acknowledge that fashion isn't as important as current events. We're always wearing clothes, but we're not always reverting back to 1959. I urge you to pick up a newspaper, and more importantly I urge you to subscribe to theSkimm. Six weeks from now, you'll want to thank me.
Photography by Tommy Ton.