Allison Frascatore·Apr 23, 2018Breaking the Silence: Life After Life LostWhen I was first approached about this subject, I thought…Who am I to weigh in on this? To be the voice for these women, this subject, that…A response icon1A response icon1
Allison Frascatore·Mar 24, 2018Yellow ColonialThe heavy curtains require time for the eyes to adjust to the quiet staleness in the room.
Allison Frascatore·Feb 17, 2018If Guns Are This Accessible, Why Can’t I Drive Drunk?With the flurry of opinions, thoughts, prayers, outrage, and arguments about gun control versus mental health issues, I find myself…
Allison Frascatore·Jan 20, 2018Why Women Can’t Take a ComplimentWe’ve all heard it. “Man, you can’t take a compliment.” It’s the same feeling as when someone says “Whoa! Calm down!” when you’re not…A response icon9A response icon9
Allison Frascatore·Aug 10, 2017You’d Be Really Pretty If You Wore MakeupAfter reading a recent article about body shaming, I started thinking about how culturally acceptable the casual body-shame has become. As…A response icon1A response icon1
InCuriosity Never Killed the WriterbyAllison Frascatore·Jul 13, 2017How to Be a Writer on Your Own Terms: A Handbook in Adaptability“You’re never going to make it, kid.”
InThe Bigger PicturebyAllison Frascatore·Mar 8, 2017Lady in RedIt’s International Women’s Day and I am seated at my desk like every other week day 9–5. Today I am wearing my red dress, representing the…
Allison Frascatore·Feb 14, 2017Dear entirely too good looking people of the world, enough.Valentine’s Day is the perfect day to revisit this article posted on my blog a few years back. It’s a day where inhibitions are either…
InThe Bigger PicturebyAllison Frascatore·Feb 9, 2017It’s Not About You — America’s Loss of EmpathyHarsh, right? It’s been a tumultuous couple of weeks, and I find myself wondering how our country is in such divide. There is so much on…A response icon11A response icon11
Allison Frascatore·Jan 26, 2017“Smile!” — The Courteous Cat-Caller’s ComplimentI worked in New York City for 7 years and was complimented and insulted in one breath every single morning on my way to a job that paid me…