Cisneros has been one of my favorite writers since I broke down and devoured the lost innocence of her infamous work The House on Mango Street, in my sophomore year of high school. It’s so easy to connect with the concepts of mestizaje and being a Mexican-American woman, a chicana who struggles with sexuality, love and her family. Cisneros is brutally honest in Loose Woman, she showcases the dichotomy between feminism and passivity.