In January, I flew back to the US to participate in the Women’s March. As soon as it was announced, I knew I needed to be involved. Living abroad made me feel powerless in expressing how disturbed I was by the election. Showing up to march was one way to feel more connected to the resistance — especially when you literally fly in from halfway around the world.
Had my ITTT filter had been working, all of these images would have autoposted as I put them up on my instagram. But since it didn’t, I’ve collated all of them into this single post. And it also forced me to write this intro, so unexpected bonus!