5/21 — Wicked Girls. Saving Ourselves.
I really haven’t been doing new-product blog posts for a while now. I’ve had a couple of reasons…
1) When I post a new item it shows up on Facebook and Twitter and on the front page automatically anyways. And,
2) Nobody reads the damn things.
So now I’m doing a new-product post. Only this isn’t just a regular ‘check out the new thing’ post, because I’m also talking about the song that saved my life.
“For we will be wicked and we will be fair
And they’ll call us such names, and we really won’t care,
So go, tell your Wendys, your Susans, your Janes,
There’s a place they can go if they’re tired of chains,
And our roads may be golden, or broken, or lost,
But we’ll walk on them willingly, knowing the cost —
We won’t take our place on the shelves.
It’s better to fly and it’s better to die
Say the wicked girls saving ourselves.”
— Seanan McGuire, Wicked Girls Saving Ourselves
Overly dramatic, you say? To that I reply: Whatever. This song has gotten me through a lot of ugly stuff, and for that, I’ll love it forever.
You’ve probably seen me talking about Wicked Girls before. But what’s a Wicked Girl? What am I on about, anyway?
We’re wicked — we don’t follow The Rules just because they’re The Rules. We don’t blindly do what society says is right, just because They Said So. We do our thing — which might be what society says to do, or it might not, but it’s what we need to be doing, regardless of what anyone else says.
“Tinker Bell says, and I find I agree
You have to break rules if you want to break free.
So do as you like — we’re determined to be
Wicked girls saving ourselves.”
We’re saving ourselves, instead of waiting for Prince Charming — or that lottery ticket — to save us. We’re doing it all our damn selves. We’re walking our own roads — not those others have paved for us, confidently expecting that we’ll tamely walk down them, tamely follow the rules they’ve taught us since we were little.
And the rules that we live by are simple and clear:
Be wicked and lovely and don’t live in fear —
And from all of this has come…soap. Wicked Girls Saving Ourselves Soap, to be precise. Rose, myrrh, and cinnamon — bitter beauty, with a hint of spice.