Don’t dictate to me what you think is sexy


“You look so much sexier with your hair straight”, said my best friend’s boyfriend to me on a Monday morning in Switzerland. I wanted to take the nearest fork and lodge it in his jugular. Instead I calmly told him I could care less what he, this particularly puffed up male specimen, thought looked better or made me more desirable.

“I like it when girls don’t wear make up”/”You look better natural”/”Lipstick makes women hard to approach”/”Too much eyeliner makes you look old”/”Ponytails are sexy”/”Insert something here that men don’t/do like”.

There are literally thousands of things that guys may or may not like about a woman’s appearance. However, we have been told by society that this is something that we should care A LOT about.


Because if you’re not paying attention to what men want, you’re going to waste away alone! Become a cat lady! Go to the grocery store and buy dinner for one FOREVER! Cry to the Notebook night after night, stuffing your face with chocolate wailing because YOU DIDN’T LISTEN! You didn’t notice that Cosmopolitan put in a really awesomely helpful guide to making sure that you fit the men’s bill? Well, you better get your shit together because time’s running out!

As a young twenty-something who has spent years discovering how absolutely exhausting it is to adhere to modern beauty standards, let me tell you my end conclusion: nothing makes me feel better than when I dress for myself, and myself only. I wear old man sweaters as dresses and really bright lipstick. I like my eyebrows thick. My hair is untamed and more like a mane. I don’t wear foundation. I like it when I look like a pale corpse, and I like painting my nails grey. Because it makes me feel awesome and invincible and like I could ride a chimera into Hell and back. 

So to every single male on the planet who has ever given me “helpful” feedback I beg you to please swallow those comments and choke on them. I would rather spend my life living it being unattractive to pathetic men who think they have a right to say how we should look than be a babe. Also, I am a babe in my own awesome way, because I decided I am and nobody can take that away from me. Kate OUT!


Stereotypes and myths about being an Art History major

As an Art History major, I’ve run across a lot of questions about what I do, what I study, how my major is important, and how am I going to survive with my degree. Also, a lot of pre-formed and often erroneous stereotypes about me and what I study.

So, time to de-bunk some myths:

1. Art History is a dead-end major.

Art is a universal value in every culture, regardless of language, race, or sex. Art reflects the history of the time, along with the values of the society it was created in. In addition,  art often reflects the artist’s personal values, opinions, and ideas about the time and place he/she created the art in. Art also provides us a view into things like costume and scientific theories of the time, as well as the science of the actual art (what paint was used? How did the sculptor do this and this with said materials?).

Anthony van Dyck is judging you. 

2. Art History majors can’t find jobs.

This is one I get a lot. Many of my fellow students, friends, even family members, think that my major is a black hole of failure when it comes to finding successful jobs. This is extremely false. Here are a few jobs/careers that somebody with an Art History degree can acquire:

Curator (usually requires Masters/PhD)

Professor/Teacher of Art History (Also Masters/PhD)

Art buyer- purchasing works for people and companies, working within their budget and taste.

Collections manager

Work at an auction house- appraisal of value, authenticity, etc.

Art conservator – assessing and repairing works with various levels of damage

Art writer/critic

Art researcher- pursuing ideas and theories about works and publishing papers on said research

Archivist- working within a museum or collection’s works

These are just a few careers.

I’m not going to an unemployed dreamer living off of other people’s handouts!

Come on, really? 

3. Art History majors are shallow and very much centered purely on their majors, and if you don’t understand art will scorn/ostracize you.

So false! If you don’t know Michelangelo from Lichtenstein, we can still be friends, I promise! As an Art History major I’m schooled in basic science, theories, ways of thinking, and historical and contemporary politics, as well as religion, symbolism, the use of language, etc…a jack of all trades, you might say. I’m also a human being with interests outside my major, like television shows, the news, politics, feminism, etc…

I can, and will, talk about almost anything. Even if I make some of it up.

Art History majors are generally really passionate about their studies, but the same goes for other majors as well. Also, we don’t discriminate against the art-illiterate. Never. Don’t feel “stupid” for not knowing that my favorite painting is a German Expressionist work.

Art is, again, universal. It has so many emotions and connotations attached to it so that everybody can relate to at least one piece of art. My major isn’t meant to isolate you, it’s meant to branch out your knowledge and increase your love for art. That’s why I study it.

Really? All you think I’m good at is talking about art? Oh, darling, I’m good at a lot of things….

4. Most Art History majors have their parents pay for college, and are generally from wealthier families where “less useful” majors are okay to spend money on. Or, worse, the Art History degree is code for the “MRS” degree

This is a big one. People automatically assume that my parents make bank because I’m an Art History major, as a result of the stereotypes attached to it that it’s useless and for more “flippant” individuals. My daddy isn’t getting me a gallery job after school- quite frankly, my father doesn’t give a damn what I do after I graduate as long as I pay off my debt and find some form of happiness. I’m on my own finding a job and a secure future.

I’m paying for college with help from my parents. I am up to my ears in debt, but it’s not going to be for nothing. Many Art History majors are scrappy individuals who may not be going into more lucrative majors in sectors like finance and banking, but we have faith in our own abilities. We come from all different backgrounds. Some of us are from well-off families, some of us not.

Kate Middleton was an Art History major, now married. Back when women went to college to become wives, the Art History option was pretty popular, but just until Mr. Right put you in the suburbs. This has changed. Art History is not just for the passive or for the wealthy.

5. All we do is look at pictures of art.

We read research papers, study history, read art theories and literature regarding the understanding of art, and sometimes we even make our own art. While yes, many of my classes are devoted to visually absorbing and gathering knowledge about works, I don’t just look at pretty things. Sometimes we look at hideous art, too!

I’m a real looker, I know. 

6. We’re all women.

You’d be surprised at how many dudes quietly live their lives pursuing Art History degrees. I’m not claiming it’s the sausage-fest that engineering is, but dudes are present.

Along with that, women do have more Art History degrees than men. However, for whatever reason, men still hold the best art positions at prestigious museums and universities! I find this to be ridiculous, because Art History is not easy to understand, and is pretty competitive field, but somehow most of the people with vaginas are deemed somehow unfit for the top-notch positions.


Ladies and gentlemen, I hope I have put to rest some perceptions about Art History majors and what we do. If you have questions or comments or insight to add, please comment or somehow let me know!

Also, if you are an Art History major and you want to add any stereotypes or ideas to this, feel free! Feedback is awesome! I’m going to end this post with a self-portrait by Ferdinand Hodler, because he’s sort of awesome.

So Swiss

Found this postcard in Lausanne when Hillary and I went to visit the Art Brut collection.

So, for all friends and family, when you ask me what I’m doing over there, I have found a picture that is worth a thousand words.

(Aka all I do is drink bier in steins, eat fondue, wear argyle, and eat at checkered picnic tables, and generally fit all Swiss stereotypes- wait, where’s the cuckoo clock?!)