I am not a feminist. Can I say that? Well, I’m not. I’m an equal opportunist - I don’t burn bras or hate men. In fact, I like my breasts well supported and I enjoy hetero sex on a regular basis. I also don’t believe that there is anything inherently special about being a woman; we are not intimately bonded through our being female. I feel no sisterhood with strangers based on menstrual cramps and getting screwed over by boys.

Blasphemous? Perhaps. Or perhaps the book I just finished reading wasn’t targeted to someone like me. She’s Shameless, an anthology of short stories and anecdotes written by and for women about “growing up, rocking out and fighting back” is the latest project from the editors (Stacey-May Fowles and Megan Griffith-Greene) at Shameless magazine. As is often the case in a piece of collective literature, not all the stories are as awesome as the editors’ concept; everyone has a story worth telling, though as this book proves, not everybody has the ability to tell their stories well.

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Luckily Jessica McGann, one of quirkier contributors, can tell stories with panache. Her short piece, delightfully titled “Vaginal Discharge” was one of the highlights of the book. If you’ve ever been an eleven-year-old girl, you’ll remember it perfectly, as McGann brings you back to that terrifying and awe-inspiring world of prepubescent innocence. If you’ve never been an eleven-year-old girl, read this story and you’ll understand exactly what it’s like. It’s the story of a girl as she discovers the moment when society tells her it’s not okay to be proud of her body.

It’s an endearing and surprisingly poignant piece. As she concludes her tale with the fact that “Vaginas are the elephant in the room,” McGann draws attention to one issue even a “non-feminist, man-loving, mature and boring woman” can appreciate. That for years our bodies are reveled for their appearance, but the vagina, inarguably the most sexual part of any female, is not one of those appreciated aspects. Beyond taboo, this organ is one of the only things still unmentionable in public. McGann finds power in her shameless reclamation of female genitalia.

Karma Waltonen’s piece “She Will Arrive” also bears mentioning. This poetic vignette expresses the worry of a young mother meeting her son’s “not girlfriend” for the first time. Again, this author breaks down any age barrier by connecting and reminiscing with a voice so clear you can’t help but feel exactly what the narrator is feeling.

The remaining 80% of the book consists mostly of stories about women who tried the frilly pink version of life, and then realized that they prefer being hardcore individuals that also happen to be lesbians. Not that there’s anything wrong with that, or that these stories are poorly written- it just gets monotonous after a while. And makes it seem as though I should feel guilty for enjoying a middle-class heterosexual lifestyle.

While the stories are sometimes a bit bland, the layout, the artwork (kudos to Sheila Sampath, graphic designer!) and the titles of the “chapters” are all great. With section titles like “Getting Grounded: Run-ins With Authority”, it clearly organizes the content and makes the book a little more relatable, serving as a reminder that She’s Shameless isn’t just aimed at struggling young lesbians.

While I’ve never been a “you go girl!” kind of girl, I can appreciate the idea of this anthology, even if I don’t love its content. It’s an easy read, and one that might be just the thing a 14 year old girl needs to get through the day. It’s nice to see feminist literature from someone a little younger (and more sane) than Margaret Atwood, even if I am shamelessly not a feminist.