Walking into the UVA Bookstore I strolled up to the librarian and asked if she could help me find the book, Cinderella Ate My Daughter, by Peggy Orenstein. I’m not sure what a normal reaction would be, but she took a moment to process my request, furrowed her eyebrows, and then asked, “ Are you expecting?” I shook my head, laughing it off before leaving a little embarrassed. Was having a child the only reason I could have to read a book with Cinderella in the title? But the question got me thinking. Why am I reading the book or more importantly why take a Women Gender Studies Course, especially one that requires so much effort? Initially, I took this course upon recommendation of my roommate, to make myself a more worldly person. But
