just another Monday night, sittin’ at home, glamorizing brown skin & obesity
hate on haters;)
In celebration of grrls, queers and dykes who embrace, alter, bend and contort what it means to be a womyn
This is my body. The temple of my creativity and spirit. It’s fat, plush, soft and contrary to popular belief, quite healthy. It allows me to touch, taste, feel, smell and experience the world around me.
This is my body.
It’s just mine.
& I fucking love it.
Kimberly Anyadike at 15 years old (now 18) became the first African American teen to fly across the United States! She is now a finalist in Seventeen Magazine’s Pretty Amazing Cover contest, where one inspiring, extraordinary reader will be chosen to have her story featured in the magazine along with her picture on the cover ! Interview with Kimberly coming FRIDAY! :)
- Vote for Kim here:
And also she was Vice President of her class.
And she’s already finished a year’s worth of college credit.
And also she’s getting her pilot’s license within the year.
Oh and she’s going to UCLA.
To become a doctor.
So she can join Doctors Without Borders.
And fly herself out to treat patients.
I mean I’m not telling you what to do or anything.
But all the cool kids are voting for her sooooo
SIGNAL BOOST SIGNAL BOOST SIGNAL BOOST BECAUSE THE WORLD NEEDS TO HEAR ABOUT BADASS BLACK GIRLS
We must shift from a politic of desirability and beauty to a politic of ugly and magnificence. That moves us closer to bodies and movements that disrupt, dismantle, disturb. Bodies and movements ready to throw down and create a different way for all of us, not just some of us.
The magnificence of a body that shakes, spills out, takes up space, needs help, moseys, slinks, limps, drools, rocks, curls over on itself. The magnificence of a body that doesn’t get to choose when to go to the bathroom, let alone which bathroom to use. A body that doesn’t get to choose what to wear in the morning, what hairstyle to sport, how they’re going to move or stand, or what time they’re going to bed. The magnificence of bodies that have been coded, not just undesirable and ugly, but un-human. The magnificence of bodies that are understanding gender in far more complex ways than I could explain in an hour. Moving beyond a politic of desirability to loving the ugly. Respecting Ugly for how it has shaped us and been exiled. Seeing its power and magic, seeing the reasons it has been feared. Seeing it for what it is: some of our greatest strength.
Caring for myself is not self-indulgence, it is self-preservation, and that is an act of political warfare. - Audre Lorde