This is my first post, can I get a whoop, whoop! No? It didn’t work at my middle school dances either. This is it guys, I’m finally launching the blog of my dreams and I want you to be a part of it.
Really though, I will be sharing tons of stories about my normal and occasionally unusual mishaps from day-to-day, but I want this to be a community of funny women.
Girls Aren’t Funny is a safe space for women on the internet. But sexier.
Don’t be intimidated by the word ‘funny’ it’s all subjective. I think I’m hilarious, but if I’m not your cup of tea don’t leave mean comments like a loser (no offense, loser) but send in your own submissions! My hope is eventually I will be so flooded with humor essays that I will barely be able to share my own stories. I’m just that selfless.
I don’t want it to be too vagina-heavy (not a term I thought I’d post on the internet), so my dudes (oh god, I’ll regret that) please participate! I will admit this is a place for funny female writers, artists, creators, etc. but if you have a heartwarming/hilarious tale of your strong mama jama doing something badass and inspiring send that shit in!
I started GAF because I was tired of hearing the phrase, “girls aren’t funny”. It’s that simple. Don’t you love proving people wrong? Or is that just me? I love rubbing things in. It’s therapeutic no matter what my therapist says.
A little bit of background on myself before I start publishing all my deep dark secrets. I’m currently traveling with my best friend & lover, Nicholas, and my most recent adventures will probably be in random countries with him. I am not a travel journalist, I just journal about travels. It’s a cute journal, leatherbound, actually.
I also talk about my childhood a lot when I’m drunk or feeling especially like a celebrity who deserves a memoir. I’ve lived in several states in America and my ENTIRE family lives in Ireland. It’s complicated, I’ll get to it eventually.
Let’s get freaky together.