Representation matters. I see that phrase a lot: in reviews, in memoirs, on twitter and beyond. After having seen Wonder Woman and The CW’s Supergirl, I am convinced more than ever of the truth behind that statement—but it’s not enough.
As the door cracks and I step into the room, I instantly realized I am no longer going to your basic house party. I had stepped into fantasy land. Multi-colored lights glowing, streamers, slick black leather, some fairy dust, and combat boots dancing in rhythm to the Dungeness music playing.
In that moment, I think to myself where has this white rabbit led me?