Dec 2, 2024
Smith College Girls for i-D magazine, 2004.
Photographed by Richard Kern
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Smith College Girls for i-D magazine, 2004.
Photographed by Richard Kern
Nancy Wheeler wearing sunglasses at Robins Smith College graduation to hide the fact that shes crying and its not sunny outside by the way
This broke yesterday - MAGA is going after Smith College for admitting trans women students. There has to be some sort of planned action or protest in the works, I just haven't seen anything yet. I want to spread the word.
CNN article. NYT article. Be warned, both articles are hard reads filled with dehumanizing language towards trans women.
TLDR: The Trump administration has launched its first investigation into women's colleges that admit trans women. The administration has chosen to target Smith College. When this investigation is finished, it will create a precedent that will be forced onto all other women's colleges.
Title IX contains a single-sex exception that allows colleges to enroll all-male or all-female student bodies. The administration's claim is that allowing trans students to enroll violates that single-sex exception.
Smith College
I NEED HER SO BAD OH MY GOD, I’LL DO ANYTHING SHE WANTS 🙂↕️🙂↕️
ON THE KITCHEN COUNTER, IN THE SHOWER, IN THE CAR, ON THE FLOOR, ON THE COUCH, IN THE BED, IN THE HALLWAY, ON THE STAIRS, ON THE BALCONY, I DONT CARE EVERYWHERE
sending robin to dyke college is the funniest part of that episode
"Nancy couldn’t look away.
Robin was here.
She was real.
Not a memory.
Not another dream she’d wake from before morning.
Real.
Standing less than twenty feet away with a pencil still resting between her fingers.
She looked… different.
Not unfamiliar - nothing about Robin felt unfamiliar.
It was the little things.
Her hair had grown far past the blunt fringe Nancy remembered, soft blonde strands framing her face where her bangs had once fallen straight across her forehead. The oversized Hawkins sweaters had disappeared, replaced by a simple cream cardigan pushed carelessly to her forearms over a faded blue button-up, the sleeves rolled twice as if she’d grown warm hours ago and never thought about them again.
There were faint smudges of graphite on the side of her hand, a pencil tucked behind one ear.
The mug downstairs.
The notebook spread open beneath the lamp.
Books stacked in careful little towers around her chair.
She belonged here.
That realization hurt in a way Nancy hadn’t expected.
Not because Robin had changed.
Because Nancy hadn’t been here to watch it happen.
She had missed all of it.
Missed autumn.
Missed the first friends Robin must have made.
Missed whichever professor had convinced her to stay late in the library.
Missed the person she’d quietly become."
- snippet from you should run away with me (even if you're better off alone), a nancy wheeler x robin buckley story coming to ao3 soon!
inspired by this post: https://www.tumblr.com/whiteshoespinklaces/820609498481852416/okay-so-ive-spent-the-past-couple-days-in
Sylvia Plath in September 1950 in front of her family home at 26 Elmwood Road in Wellesley, Massachusetts.
Her mother Aurelia Schober Plath, captioned this photo in Letters Home : Correspondence, 1950-1963 (1975):
"Sylvia going off to Smith, September 5, 1950”.