Illustration: Jess Kessler Cavaluzzi; Photograph: Ken Grand-Pierre
As my time in college came to a close, I realized it was time to wrap up my final letter to the fangirl, to myself. This letter is, in part, a eulogy to the younger me who valued herself primarily as reflections and projections of gendered stereotypes penned by straight, white boy rockers. Moreover, this letter is a vow to other fangirls: I promise to do my best to shape a world that values and empowers you for who you are.
You know who you are. This isn’t meant to be derogatory, being called a “Fan Girl”, though it is often associated with groupies and naive teenage girls. But I’m on your side. I’m one of you. We’re Fan Girls because we love music, we let loose at concerts, meet the bands afterwards, and just plain delve into the world of music. Since when is passion a bad thing?