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So three Black women in maybe two thousand pages of women’s magazines and all of them biracial or racially ambiguous, so they could be Indian or Puerto Rican or something. Not one of them is dark. Not one of them looks like me, so I can’t get clues for makeup from these magazines. Look, this article tells you to pinch your cheeks for color because all their readers are supposed to have cheeks you can pinch for color. This tells you about different hair products for everyone—and everyone means blondes, brunettes, and redheads. I am none of those. And this tells you about the best conditioners—for straight, wavy and curly. No kinky. See what they mean by curly? My hair could never do that. This tells you about matching your eye color and eye shadow—blue, green, and hazel eyes. But my eyes are black so I can’t know what shadow works for me. This says that this pink lipstick is universal, but they mean universal if you are white because I would look like a golliwog if I tried that shade of pink. Oh look, here is some progress. An advertisement for foundation. There are seven different shades for white skin and one generic chocolate shade, but that is progress. Now let’s talk about what is racially skewed. Do you see why a magazine like Essence exists?
- -An excerpt from Chimamanda Ngozi Adichie’s Americanah (2013)
I cannot wait to buy this book.
(via il-tenore-regina)
I’m gonna buy the shit out of this book. I’m buying the paperback, kindle edition AND the hardcover
(via theuppitynegras)
I Wish every White Person who Dressed in Blackface would get stuck like that
dominicandarwinism:
THEYD BE MAD AS ALL FUCK…FOREVER!
sourwolf:
every ship needs a coffeeshop au okay no exceptions
logansprincess:
You never really know a person until you witness their late night blogging
age 9: worry about internet people finding me in real life
now: worry about people in real life finding me on the internet
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A woman’s worst nightmare? That’s pretty easy. Novelist Margaret Atwood writes that when she asked a male friend why men feel threatened by women, he answered, “They are afraid women will laugh at them.” When she asked a group of women why they feel threatened by men, they said, “We’re afraid of being killed.
- Mary Dickson, A Woman’s Worst Nightmare (via thenewwomensmovement)
When my parents walk by I stop scrolling
Tumblr can go from puppies to orgies any second.
Luca: “Americans. You work too hard, you get burned out. You come home and spend the whole weekend in your pajamas in front of the T.V.”
Liz: “That’s not far off, actually.”
Luca: ”But you don’t know pleasure. You have to be told you’ve earned it. You see a commercial that says: ‘It’s Miller Time!’ And you say, That’s right, now I’m going to buy a six pack. And then drink the whole thing and wake up the next morning and you feel terrible. But an Italian doesn’t need to be told. He walks by a sign that says: You deserve a break today. And he says, Yes, I know. That’s why I’m planning on taking a break at noon to go over to your house and sleep…with your wife!”
-Eat. Pray. Love.
