The Crew came about
when a dad asked how the crew was doing.
It’s what we joke about calling ourselves and the table we sit at, our semi-ode
to Mean Girls and Heathers and the kind of girl-gang-movie-exclusivity we pride
ourselves on not having but secretly sort of desire. We’ll post in diary entry style, inspired by the Dear Diary
aspect of Rookie Magazine, and though we don’t know what this will or won’t
turn into, we’re hoping to be able to use this really public forum as a way to
embrace the kind of shit that comes up in diaries wrapped in tissue paper
underneath an unmade bed—cheesy, awkward, melodramatic, entries that talk to
the diary like it’s a living breathing human whose sole job is to take in
secrets, experimental swearing, smears of chocolate, unfinished collages and
political statements. Crushes and
secrets and rants and anecdotes and LIFE.
We hope that this can become a blog for girls to be inspired by or,
almost more importantly, to relate to, to help them (us) feel like there’s a
huge clan of confusing, sexy, awkward, gangly, noisy, confident, bitchy,
fantastic humans spread out around the world.
Sincerely,
the crew.
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