I got so much crap when I cut my hair the second time. All I heard was, “you have such beautiful hair why did you cut it?” When my hair got long enough I got loc extensions. I heard nothing but praise. “Now you look like a woman.” “Don’t ever cut your hair again, you look so much better.” Until I went home and my grandparents gave me crap for having locs.
I am not my hair. And no matter how I choose to style it, I look beautiful. My hair and what I choose to do with it does not define me nor does it concern you. And no matter how I wear it I look divine because of who I am, not what is on my head.
What year is this
There’s a reason I hated that sappy, watery, pathetic book. Now I know what it is.
her face tho
Isn’t it really that shocking, though?
All his books take place in these quaint little American towns where virtually no POC exist. He literally writes his own little fantasy world where POC are just these people who live elsewhere or don’t exist at all, and white people are falling in love with each other all over the place.
Someone who can’t write diversity into their own fucking fiction couldn’t possibly give a shit about diversity in real life.
never watching that movie again 😷
“Dear White People” grossed $344,136 at the box office this weekend. Amid all the chatter about the film’s national debut at 11 theaters around the country, there’s this interesting tidbit fromIndiewire:
“We created an event with ‘Dear White People’ via continuous…
… There’s a very important conversation to be had there.
If this is being brought up shouldn’t we also addressing the age of the politicians in places of power tho?