hosey asked: how are you? tell me about yourself. :] what do you do for a living?

heyhey, i’m managing, thanks. I really don’t know what to tell you via an answer box, ‘cept that I’m getting ready to eat this egg salad on cranberry english muffin sandwich-type-a-thing (my favorite). And I ate icecream for breakfast. That’s what I do for a living. EAT. LMAO

The Trophy On The Shelf: World AIDS Day

thetrophyontheshelf:

Strap up. Get tested. Know your status.

But don’t only do this on World Aids Day. We need to protect ourselves at ALL times. Especially young women. When I was younger, I always felt like it was the man’s job to provide the condoms. When I got to college, I ran into a situation when the guy…

We all know how pervasive Barbie’s influence has been on pop culture, from the shrinking waistline, gratuitously perky bust, unnaturally arched feet, shiny blonde hair, and that little twinkle in her eyes, etc. We’re also familiar with Barbie’s primary purpose, which was to reinforce a certain standard of beauty that many American women will never achieve or can even align themselves with. And let’s not forget in addition to the blantant racist and sexist portrayals of the ‘perfect woman’ as being barbie-esque, the underlying heterosexist propaganda of Barbie being the perfect homemaker and wife, obviously because she was able to get Ken, right? And they lived happily ever after in their Malibu beach house. Cool beans. I’ll admit, I never really identified with Barbie, but secretly I wanted one just because the majority of my elementary school friends had one. I used to get a queasy feeling in my stomach when I heard women refer to themselves as barbies, especially anyone past the age of 12. No shade, but if you’re going to refer to yourself as something that has been largely upheld in history as what the “ideal woman” is (juxtaposed to women of color) you might as well own it, with the goal of possibly negating those viewpoints. Enter Margaux Lange. I love that she recognizes Barbie’s impact within the whole socialization of young American girls, and how she uses barbie body parts in such a empowering and dare I say, egalitarian way. I’m not sure if that was her objective in creating the jewelry pieces, but it’s what I felt when I stumbled upon her site. I feel like her pieces challenge the previous long-standing exploitation of Barbie’s body parts (and thus the body parts of many women), by showcasing images of the barbie in very active positions: there’s one where Barbie, adorned with a crown, stands face-to-face with Ken, my interpretation is that they are equal; another one where different colors/ethnicities of barbie come together to create a whole image (my guess is what Lange’s perspective on race relations and unity); and my favorite piece features Barbie and a speech balloon, indicating that yes, she does indeed have a voice and an opinion. After all, if Barbie is to reflect women living in 21st century America, people must first recognize that we are more than just the sum of our parts. Baby steps, right? I also like how quirky and cool the pieces are. I’d pick up the customizable thought-bubble piece in a heartbeat. Take a look-see (and thank me later): Margaux Lange Etsy Shop.

We all know how pervasive Barbie’s influence has been on pop culture, from the shrinking waistline, gratuitously perky bust, unnaturally arched feet, shiny blonde hair, and that little twinkle in her eyes, etc. We’re also familiar with Barbie’s primary purpose, which was to reinforce a certain standard of beauty that many American women will never achieve or can even align themselves with. And let’s not forget in addition to the blantant racist and sexist portrayals of the ‘perfect woman’ as being barbie-esque, the underlying heterosexist propaganda of Barbie being the perfect homemaker and wife, obviously because she was able to get Ken, right? And they lived happily ever after in their Malibu beach house. Cool beans.

I’ll admit, I never really identified with Barbie, but secretly I wanted one just because the majority of my elementary school friends had one. I used to get a queasy feeling in my stomach when I heard women refer to themselves as barbies, especially anyone past the age of 12. No shade, but if you’re going to refer to yourself as something that has been largely upheld in history as what the “ideal woman” is (juxtaposed to women of color) you might as well own it, with the goal of possibly negating those viewpoints.

Enter Margaux Lange. I love that she recognizes Barbie’s impact within the whole socialization of young American girls, and how she uses barbie body parts in such a empowering and dare I say, egalitarian way. I’m not sure if that was her objective in creating the jewelry pieces, but it’s what I felt when I stumbled upon her site. I feel like her pieces challenge the previous long-standing exploitation of Barbie’s body parts (and thus the body parts of many women), by showcasing images of the barbie in very active positions: there’s one where Barbie, adorned with a crown, stands face-to-face with Ken, my interpretation is that they are equal; another one where different colors/ethnicities of barbie come together to create a whole image (my guess is what Lange’s perspective on race relations and unity); and my favorite piece features Barbie and a speech balloon, indicating that yes, she does indeed have a voice and an opinion. After all, if Barbie is to reflect women living in 21st century America, people must first recognize that we are more than just the sum of our parts. Baby steps, right?

I also like how quirky and cool the pieces are. I’d pick up the customizable thought-bubble piece in a heartbeat. Take a look-see (and thank me later): Margaux Lange Etsy Shop.

Theophilus London — “Flying Overseas (v2. feat Dev Hynes & Solange Knowles)”

So Theophilus London released Version 2 of the “Flying Overseas” single featuring Dev Hynes (formerly from the band The Test Icicles) and Solange Knowles yesterday. I have to say, I like the original version from the I Want You Mixtape better. The production really hasn’t strayed too much from the original, just a few tweaks here and there, but I liked version 1’s unrefined lo-fi quality, but still so very hip-hop. Version 2 is too……pretty. And Solange doesn’t really do anything for me in this new version. She comes in at 3:05, and don’t get me wrong, her voice sounds superb. However, she didn’t give me LIFE. The original version didn’t feature that interlude between her and Theophilus, so I guess the new version gets 1 point for that addition, but yeah, v1 for me all the way baby! Everytime I hear v1, I imagine how it might look in a film (i’m a nerd), but I just don’t get that same visualization with v2. When discussing “Flying Overseas”, Theophilus states:

“This song is about a kid from Brooklyn having dreams of jetting off to an exotic land with a loved one. I want to inspire kids to travel. Traveling inspires my music the most. It has inspired the entire album I just finished writing.”

That’s the exact visualization I get from v1. V2 pales in comparison to v1, but I mean, they tried. You can download the single here. I will be so amped to review this album when it’s released. And please remember to SUPPORT YOUR LOCAL ARTISTS!

staysuckafree: Cold Light, Hot nightbe my heater be my loverand we could do it to each other We’re like a sister and a brother GO GO GO GO GO!

staysuckafree:

Cold Light, Hot night
be my heater be my lover
and we could do it to each other

We’re like a sister and a brother

GO GO GO GO GO!

November 10, 2010 — Panel Discussion regarding the language of rape. This is so necessary. If you’re in the NYC area, hopefully you can make the event. SPREAD THE WORD!!!

November 10, 2010 — Panel Discussion regarding the language of rape. This is so necessary. If you’re in the NYC area, hopefully you can make the event.

SPREAD THE WORD!!!

India Relies on 'Two-Finger' Test to Verify Rape

This is not only unreal, it’s sick and dehumanizing. Imagine surviving a sexual assault such as rape only to have to go through it again. Only this time, it’s justified by the medical community. According to the article, if a unmarried woman who was raped ‘fails the ‘two-finger test’, she is deemed as promiscuous among her village. Marriage legitimizes one’s status yet again…all of the sexism, heterosexism and misogyny you ever had nightmares of all wrapped into one…..

Just woke up from a nap to realize two things:

1) This new Arrid Deodorant smells like shit. No, more precisely, it smells like a perm/relaxer, YOU KNOW THE SMELL THAT I’M TALKING ABOUT (and yes, I checked the ingredients). I’m about to go jogging, I’m not trying to smell like that creamy crack when I begin to perspire. Why do companies think they’re doing us consumers a favor when they release a “new and improved” version of a previously successful one? There’s this little quote I try my best to live by and it goes a little something like this: If it’s not broke, why fix it? BAM!

2) I have this overwhelming need to want to help out my friends whenever they have like a birthday party or something that requires planning/organizing. But sometimes it ends up ALL WRONG, especially for you bridge-and-tunnel folk who despite how many other options I give you for say, a Thai restaurant, your ass still ends up finding your way back to a spot on 42nd street (TOURIST CENTRAL), that I never recommended. And then you wanna bbm me and ask me if I’ve ever heard of it. No!!!!

Friend: Have you heard of “Tao”, it’s a popular thai restaurant and I’m thinking about going there for my birthday. It’s on 42nd Street.

Me: Nope, never heard of it. BTW, Popular = Crowded. Popular = Pricey.

Friend: Well, that’s what reservations are for.

True, but reservations won’t keep your ass from having to yell extra loudly for me to hear you when we’re sitting next to each other. HELLO! I had to laugh when my bff asked me if I’ve ever been there, knowing damn well, Nancy’s never been to spot on 42nd Street. I know better. 

Roots Manuva — “Witness (One Hope)”

First of all, no matter what anyone says, this right here, is FUCKING DOPE. Secondly, I had the rare pleasure of DYING while watching this video, was resurrected (but only for a brief second), and then DIED AGAIN after viewing the three-legged race.

The song is not bad either; the instrumentals had me at hello….

This is possibly the best video I’ve seen this year, which is a pretty big statement considering how much I stan for videos with the special effects, glitter, and everything but the kitchen sink (read: Bjork, Michael Jackson, MGMT, Lady Gaga, La Roux).

theophiluslondon:

TL at Urban Outfitters

You gotta peep the “Don’t Be Afraid” performance, that’s exactly how I dance to that song, too funny. Was happy to be in attendance, despite the place being crowded (seriously though, Fuck. A. Hipster).

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Glad we’re having that discussion….or at opening the floor for it.

Glad we’re having that discussion….or at opening the floor for it.

Story of My Slightly Oxymoronic Life: A Non-Voting Feminist

Voting is great. I mean, what better way to exercise/showcase your political muscle and freedom than to partake in what millions of men and women fought over for many years? Voting is a basic human right. So said the feminist and owner of this blog. But I didn’t vote. In fact, I never have. Ever. *GASP* Yeah, I know, but it’s true. I think a great deal in my decision to not vote has a lot to do with my religious upbringing as a Jehovah’s Witness. I don’t identify with the religion anymore, so to speak, nor do I really believe in any kind of religion. But because I’ve been so used to not voting, not celebrating birthdays and holidays, etc, it’s kinda second-nature for me to continue as things were. So there we have it: I don’t believe in or affiliate any form of religion, however I do uphold some religious practices/principles. Kinda contradictory, but c’est la vie. Yes can still catch me complaining over the injustices I have experienced myself or vicariously through other people, but no, I’m not voting. That could totally change, but who knows. I’m still rooting for those who can vote, YES, TEAM SUFFRAGE!! YOU CAN DO IT!! I’ll be on the sidelines as your cheerleader next to the drug dealers and mafiosos.

And if the Republicans take over control of Congress this election, you can always blame it on me, curse my ass out. Heck, I’m sure that’s what the rep from the Working Families Party probably did after I told him that I don’t vote.