at the Museu de Arte Antiga, Lisboa

at the Museu de Arte Antiga, Lisboa

Thinking on how to be a priest and a woman and a creative person of style simultaneously.

From the 'gram to the 'webs, and so happy about it

From the 'gram to the 'webs, and so happy about it

Picture: The Annunciation, circa 2015, featuring D. M. Chien and E. J. Garcia

In the spring of 2012,  on a sunny day in Harvard Yard, Ms. Lorel Clafton (a Brit) told me a short story. Someone once said to her, "Oh, I hear they're thinking of hiring a lady priest at that parish." And Lorel replied, "You mean,   A  PRIEST?" 

That phrase, "lady priest"--both patronizing and magnificent--stuck in my mind. That day, in conversation with Lorel, I started thinking more realistically about how my gender and gender expression might affect my life as a priest. And then I started thinking about what my life as "lady priest" would look like. I mean that concretely--what would I look like? Looking like a woman (what does that even mean?!) is complicated enough--so what would a woman priest look like?

I started thinking this through first in piles of fashion magazine clippings, and then a tumblr (now defunct), and then The Rev. Cella Gillis convinced me to move to Instagram, where we're still going strong. And now, thanks to the inspiration and encouragement of my friend and colleague The Rev. Cat Healy over at Rock that Collar, my yards of fabric and I have made our way onto the Interwebs.

My inspirations and forerunners include McSweeney's Lists, Hark! A Vagrant, The Toast, and Emily Nussbaum's tv criticism. Thank you, good people, for making humor and opinion and commentary seem like enjoyable verbal spaces to be.

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