Every day I wake up with a ton of dog fur in my hair--even though I wear a satin scarf to cover it, and I don't think I snuggle in my dog's belly. But it doesn't matter. She has a way of getting her tan colored fur in my dark brown hair and having it wrapped perfectly around my flat twists. She is a master of furdom.
Another 365 days pass, and another this is the year gets broken.
This is the year that I start working out three days a week consistently quickly becomes this is the year that I won't give a shit about stereotypical body types for women.
This is the year when I will only buy clothing items that I really need quickly turns into this is the year that I have to take advantage of all things sale.
If I've gained a few lbs over the year, like
If I've gained a few lbs and I find a particular pair of pants that I can no longer fit in, then it becomes--fuck it. I never liked those pants any way. Oh, and I'll curse more often on this blog because, oddly enough, I curse in real life.
I don't wear heels every day. Who does that? I don't wear makeup every day. How time consuming! I don't put on pants until I absolutely have to. Otherwise, it's a total jammy party in my house. Yay, jammies!
By the way, my blog turned 5 some time this month. How I've managed to blog for 5 years is beyond me. That shit is cray. Happy weekend, muses! | Vintage jacket from grandma-in-law | Robert Rodriguez for Target top |
We teach girls to shrink themselves, to make themselves smaller
We say to girls: "You can have ambition, but not too much"
We raise girls to see each other as competitors
Not for jobs or for accomplishments...but for the attention of men
We teach girls that they cannot be sexual beings in the way that boys are
Feminist: a person who believes in the social, political
And economic equality of the sexes.
-- Chimamanda Ngozi Adichie (Flawless by Beyonce)