I'll never be seventeen again. And thank G-O-D, or whomever, because my teens, or even early twenties were not my finest years. But that doesn't stop me from appreciating The New Girl Order, who's main ambassador Tavi Gevinson and her online magazine project Rookie most certainly are a rare wonderful thing.
Do you read Rookie? Well if you don't, you should.
Why? Because as much inspiration and beauty as the internet offers these days, there's a rare place that makes you feel as good about the world as Rookie does. It's not just pretty, it's empowering.
While I'm not nostalgic for my teens (Well, maybe a little.), I can't help but wonder how much better they would have been if something like Rookie had existed to tell me that everything I did was cool, that I could do whatever I wanted to, that girlhood was awesome, that I had power.
And yes, I know my American peers had Rookie's role model Sassy, but you think it was available in the boonies of the frozen North where I grew up? No.
The closest think I found to empowerment was making zines, hanging out with other environmentalist nerds and that Bikini Kill album the old (he was like, at least twenty!), weird library intern dude introduced me to.
My teen life would have been so different if I'd known other "weirdos", zine-makers, Twin Peaks enthusiasts, movie fans, vintage lovers, book nerds...
Not only does Rookie make you smile because its joie de vivre, its utterly unassuming charm, but the magazine's articles about feminism, privilege, health and culture, are right up there with the best of them, its music, pop culture and style recommendations trump those of actual magazines (and by actual magazines I mean, like Bust), its irreverent attitude is contagious no matter your age.
Just as we all contain all of our past selves at all times, as I near middle age (Newsflash! Your 40s used to be the middle age.), the young girl within me still resonates with the joy, confusion, utter loneliness and longing apparent in these images.
The New Girl Order seems like something I've waited for a long time, not just a celebration of being a girl, but a culture. A place where girls feel safe in expressing themselves honestly.
Because if they get there that much sooner than I did, I can't wait to see what kind of women they grow into.
Smart, confident, radical, content, courageous, gorgeous, aware. It's about time.
Youth is just a fleeting moment. Like all things, there's no point clinging to it once it's past, but when you're in it you should be able to rejoice it. In adulthood, I feel blessed to be surrounded by rad girls from all sides, have some small part of that enormous transformation. Not only are they such a joy, but they make me feel so old, in a good way.
And hey, maybe I'll be a cool "aunt" and send them a link to Rookie. (Disclaimer: all attempts at being a cool aunt are probably doomed.)
Youth, beauty, adulthood? Just a few wild horses to tame.