Archive for March, 2010

Appreciating Odds and Ends in Armenian Culture

Appreciating Odds and Ends in Armenian Culture

There long has been a phenomenon that not just myself, but countless other Armenians have taken note of, those ubiquitous floral patterned dresses that older Armenian women seem to wear. Whether they are at the store, at a church bazaar, a kef or anywhere else, they wear these things all the time! I have a [...]

Overheard on the Net: Mustaches, Glendale and Inclusivity

Overheard on the Net: Mustaches, Glendale and Inclusivity

Before I get into this, just a friendly reminder that I am not making this stuff up. People write this. Seriously. I get pissed off when Indian and Armenian women have mustaches that would make Chuck Norris jealous. I can’t help but laugh. So many things that I “Overhear” or more accurately, “Oversee” are about [...]

Experiences as an Armenian Woman: International Women’s Month

Experiences as an Armenian Woman: International Women’s Month

Have you ever been asked, “If you had the chance to be reborn, what ethnicity would you choose to be?” A pressing question like the one Hamlet asked himself, “To be or not to be?” An automatic reaction to this sort of a question prompts one to excavate through the former files of their life [...]

How We Live: Exhibit Highlights Growing Poverty in Armenia

How We Live: Exhibit Highlights Growing Poverty in Armenia

Grigor, a 29-year-old husband and father who lives on the outskirts of Etchmiadzin in Armenia gets up for work at 6 a.m and doesn’t leave until 5. Unlike most of the typical workforce however, Grigor’s day is spent rummaging through a garbage dump, where he searches for odds and ends like plastic to sell and [...]

Queer/Armenian, Split Identity: International Women’s Month

Queer/Armenian, Split Identity: International Women’s Month

I like to tell myself (and others) that I am queer because of where I come from and the way that my identity in a changing political economy was formed. There was always a split, beginning with the fact that I was born a female into a tradition that saw my great-grandmother’s birth as excessive [...]

Celebrating Norooz, or Persian New Year as an Armenian

Celebrating Norooz, or Persian New Year as an Armenian

I would be lying if I said that I solely identified myself as an Armenian. With my family from Tehran and a maternal grandmother from Tabriz who spoke Armenian, Farsi and Turkish, I have as much Iranian influence running through my veins as I do Armenian and American. My parents grew up during a time [...]

What It Means to Be a Woman: International Women’s Month

I come from a Greek/Irish family, but being Greek is all I know. The only aunt I grew up with, a belly dancing, motorcycle riding sand dollar collector is now a shy nun deep in the heart of central Greece. She dresses in head to toe black and covers her head with a dark veil. [...]

Free at Last: Silva Harotonian Released from Iranian Prison

Free at Last: Silva Harotonian Released from Iranian Prison

Silva Harotonian, who had been detained in Iran since June 2008 on charges of fostering a “soft revolution” has been released, according to her employer, IREX. “We are pleased Silva’s difficult ordeal is now over, and we are grateful for the Government of Iran’s display of compassion to this vibrant and kind-hearted young woman,” the [...]

No Armenian Left Behind: Diaspora Gears Up For 2010 Census

No Armenian Left Behind: Diaspora Gears Up For 2010 Census

Anahit Tovmasyan is on a mission. For a year and a half, the Census Partnership specialist has been rallying the Armenian community in Los Angeles and beyond to prepare for the 2010 Census. Her effort includes making sure no Armenian gets left behind like they did in the 2000 count, which clocked the Armenian population [...]

Reflections as an Armenian Woman on International Women’s Day

Reflections as an Armenian Woman on International Women’s Day

I often think about what my life would have been like if my parents had decided to weather the Iranian Revolution and stay put in Tehran. At least on a superficial level I would look different, forced to wear a chador if and when I decided to step out of the house, but would my [...]