Monday. Judgment day. The day of days. Everyone despises the first day of the week, the day that rips our relaxing weekend away and brings us back to reality with a cold, hard and unforgiving slap. Yeah, Monday sucks. Everyone knows this, and just about everyone agrees. But what I feel everyone is overlooking is just how bad Sunday is.

What distinguishes this path from today’s misguided ones is that it presents modesty as an opportunity to honor and cherish ourselves, not as a chore that must be done to prevent others from looking at us in an impure way, but above all, modesty is about empowerment and self-worth.

As a Latina, moving to a new country for college has expanded my panorama of diversity and has allowed me to reach the conclusion that race representation matters both in the media and in real life.

No matter how much we ignore it, these things happened, and racism is very much alive in America. Recognizing their impact and how we can do better is essential to efforts for equality. If we ever want to move forward, we have to look backward first.

Although that’s exactly what a thrift store was intended to be — a place where people in need can buy clothing — viewing places like Goodwill and Salvation Army as a fun weekend is a privilege.

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