When I was in high school I had this little pudge around my hips. Most Irish girls have it, heck. Most girls with big waist to hip ratios have it no matter how tiny their waist, heck, I have it again right now! Anyways, I was OBSESSED with mine. I did like a thousand crunches even when I was panting with exhaustion and I wouldn’t wear hip hugging jeans that emphasized it. I wouldn’t wear tight tshirts either. Then when I was like 16 and I got all of these stretchy spanks-esque undergarments. Like these elastic camisoles to suck in your fat and this one slippery white boned spandex corset to smooth out any lumps between ribcage and pelvis. I lost so much weight at one point they were pretty supercilious; but when I started to gain it back I was still so neurotic I would wear them under tight jeans or a form fitting tee even on like 100 degree days. It’s weird but I had never committed the undergarments to my eating disorder before, but when I found them I was like- Jay, that’s fucked up. You were fucked up. You don’t wear a spandex suit in the summer. But today I put the white one on and I wasn’t devastated when it was tight around my torso. It’s been three years since I used any of them, and just the other day I wore a clingy sock dress that showcased every bump I have from the tiny pudge where my underwear cuts in to the bump of belly under my navel and I didn’t even think about dragging one of these suckers out. I still have days where I think “shit! I ate too much!” And sometimes I have days where I don’t eat or days where I’ll eat all day long. Sometimes I beat myself up over it and sometimes I don’t even notice. But you know what? I made progress when I stopped sucking in every once of myself with spandex. I make progress when I put on a pair of leggings or shorts and don’t immediately take them off because I’m afraid my thighs are too fat. Today when I want to look different I think about buying a bike or cooking something healthy instead of starving or hurting myself with over exercise. That’s progress. It’s one step at a time and it’s shaky sometimes. But it’s there.

and i said to my body. softly. ‘i want to be your friend.’ it took a long breath. and replied, ‘i have been waiting my whole life for this.’
— nayyirah waheed (via nayyirahwaheed)
  • cat owner: hears noise from the next room over
  • cat owner: i don't know what you're doing, but i know that you should stop
Reblogged from Adultolescence
a-spoon-is-born:

trapbuddha:

adumbrant:

nirvanatrill:

Albert Einstein teaching a physics class at Lincoln university (HCBU in Pennsylvania) in 1946

Sure as hell never mention that about him.

HOMIE

His anti-racism views and work are often totally ignored by historians.

a-spoon-is-born:

trapbuddha:

adumbrant:

nirvanatrill:

Albert Einstein teaching a physics class at Lincoln university (HCBU in Pennsylvania) in 1946

Sure as hell never mention that about him.

HOMIE

His anti-racism views and work are often totally ignored by historians.

Reblogged from Maximum Motivation!
stem-cell:

rosalarian:

pourquoi-nutmeg:

nortonism:

The thing about this is that sculptures like these in art history were for the male gaze. Photoshop a phone to it and suddenly she’s seen as vain and conceited. That’s why I’m 100% for selfie culture because apparently men can gawk at women but when we realize how beautiful we are we’re suddenly full of ourselves…

YES.

Girls don’t let anyone tell you loving yourself is vanity.

“You painted a naked woman because you enjoyed looking at her, put a mirror in her hand and you called the painting “Vanity,” thus morally condemning the woman whose nakedness you had depicted for you own pleasure.” ― John Berger, Ways of Seeing

stem-cell:

rosalarian:

pourquoi-nutmeg:

nortonism:

The thing about this is that sculptures like these in art history were for the male gaze. Photoshop a phone to it and suddenly she’s seen as vain and conceited. That’s why I’m 100% for selfie culture because apparently men can gawk at women but when we realize how beautiful we are we’re suddenly full of ourselves…

YES.

Girls don’t let anyone tell you loving yourself is vanity.

“You painted a naked woman because you enjoyed looking at her, put a mirror in her hand and you called the painting “Vanity,” thus morally condemning the woman whose nakedness you had depicted for you own pleasure.” ― John Berger, Ways of Seeing

femtoxic:

-imaginarythoughts-:

land-of-propaganda:

Shaun King exposes Ferguson PD lie about distance from SUV

Click here to watch the video

This needs to be brought to attention IMMEDIATELY!!!!!

I don’t even understand what they’re expecting anymore. if they can lie to us to our face and us KNOW the truth, what power do we have , then?

jewist:

Detroit-born Photographer Mark Laita explores social and cultural clashes between different social backgrounds by juxtaposing people of United States in his stunning series “Created Equal”. By contrasting social inequality, Laita invited the viewers to think about how and why they took these different directions.
People born equal but turned out totally different in real life. Mark Laita in his photo series compare different people from all walks of life such as a bank robber and a policeman, a high school dropout and a college graduate, a company president  and a janitor etc. It took almost 8 years for Mark Laita to complete the project.
(Click the photos to see the captions)
1. Amish Teenagers / Punk Teenagers
2. Marine / War Veteran
3. Vegetarian / Butcher, 1999 / 2004
4. College Graduate / High School Dropout
5. Indigent Couple / Wealthy Couple
6. Rock Band / Polka Band, 2006 / 2006
7. Baptist Minister / Ku Klux Klan
8. Catholic Nuns / Prostitutes
9. Homeless Man / Real Estate Developer
10. Gang Member / Mafioso
Reblogged from Some kind of hope

amrc-art:

Cyclical
2014 
Pen and ink/digital colors 

As promised, here is my illustration concepts homework/detail shots!

iwriteaboutfeminism:

State Senator Maria Chappelle-Nadal rips into Governor Jay Nixon on the floor of the Senate today! From the beginning, she has been a clear, strong voice of criticism against the Governor.