A Church posts a billboard apology to North Carolinians for “judgmental, deceptive, manipulative actions” done against the LGBT community with the passage of Amendment One.
Mmm… nice clothing…
I am currently rocking a $125 perfect denim skirt. It makes my ass look awesome. That is all.
There is a word in every fat fashion fan’s vocabulary that upon its utterance, whether by a TV style pundit, a designer or a well-meaning relative, never fails to strike a killing blow to any confidence we may have. The word is “flattering”.
Flattering. The word haunts us wherever we go. Shouting at us from our screens, omnipresent in the stares from 17 year old shop assistants, left in the comments of every article that dares to mention fatness and fashion in the same paragraph. This word, these three little syllables, have locked fat people - feminine fatties, dapper fatties, butch fatties - into a parallel universe of shame and despair, a world populated by an endless parade of diarrhoea brown calf length skirts, waterfall cardigans and hanky hems. To flatter is to hide, to minimise, to render obsolete. A way for fatties to move through the world, without actually being seen.
Flattering, a code word for elasticated necklines and empire waists. The idea that a belly and a bum means you’re not worthy of colour or fanciness. Of happiness.
I want you to join me, my friends. Join me in rejecting the idea of only wearing clothes that others deem flattering. let us adorn ourselves in sequins, in feathers, in tight Lycra. Let us frolic in skirts and jeans that trace the outline of our bellies without fear or shame. Let us wear our VBOs as a delicious fashion statement, instead of a curse.
Together we can walk the streets, take to the beaches a riot of colourful chubbiness. Together we will rise to the hates and shout…
FUCK FLATTERING
It is time for us to take back our agency, it’s time for us to reclaim this word which is still used against us. And once we have it, we will destroy it.
Society may want us to hide, but we will not go quietly into the night! We will not vanish without a fight! But we WILL pour our bums into a pair of American Apparel disco pants. We WILL wear ruffles, peplums and skinny jeans and fitted 3 piece suits. We WILL dress exactly how we want because we deserve to feel good about ourselves.
Celebrate your body. Wrap it in silks, paint it in millions of colours. Wear hot pants or even baggy t-shirts if that’s what makes you happy. But don’t ever feel you need to wear something “flattering”.
The next time you hear that word, those horrible three syllables, say it with me: fuck flattering! Fuck flattering! FUCK FLATTERING!
So, this was my Burger Queen final speech. I ended up deviating it and cutting it short, but this was my full written speech. Oh, and please feel free to listen to this song as that’s what was playing. haha.
QUEEEEEEN
Via hey, fat chick!
Iggy Pop is amazing and I have loved him since about the same time I fell in love with John Waters…
“I’m not ashamed to dress ‘like a woman’ because I don’t think it’s shameful to be a woman.” -Iggy Pop
Iggy pop is such a bad ass. There’s an interview I watched where his manager talked about having to bail him out of jail. The manager shows up and Iggy is drunk, disorderly, and wearing a dress. His manager asked “Ig, why are you wearing a womans dress?” and Iggy replied “I beg to differ, this is a mans dress.”
^ It’s like Eddie Izzard says - ‘They’re not women’s clothes. They’re my clothes. I bought them.’
(Source: m0su)
Good Gawd I make good Mac’n’Cheese!
Seriously, Baked Macaroni & Cheese should not be allowed to be as delicious as it is let alone as easy as it is to make on a moments notice (at least in my house…)
Ingredients:
2 Cups milk (Whole preferred but 2% works fine)
3Tb Butter
2Tb All Purpose Flour
1/2 yellow onion
1/2# Macaroni
2 cups good quality sharp cheddar cheese shredded
Breadcrumbs for topping
Pepper as desired
*Preheat oven to 375 degrees
1. boil pasta as directed on box, drain and place into a square casserole dish. Set aside
2. Melt 1Tb butter in a medium sauce pan
3. add chopped onion to the melted butter and cook until nearly translucent.
4. add remaining 2Tb butter and allow to melt, whisk in flour creating a roux, allow to brown slightly
5. once roux is cooked slowly pour in the 2cups milk, whisking quickly to combine. Allow this mixture to simmer over a low-medium heat slowly, whisking occasionally until mixture has thickened.
6. Remove pan from heat. Slowly add cheese one handful at a time whisking between each handful until the cheese is fully combined.
7. Pour mixture over macaroni in pan. Top with breadcrumbs. Bake for half an hour. Allow to cool for at least ten minutes.
Shot for Inked Girls AUS Photographer: Monique Antoinette Hair/MUA: Me
My fellow queers and assorted allies: we have got to stop using arguments like “We were born this way!” and “Being queer is not a choice!” as our first line of defense against heterosexists. It might sound like a neat little trick to pull on these people: if we can’t help being queer, then it’s not fair to punish us for something we didn’t do. But in reality, every time we use this argument we are actually weakening our own position. Shouting “Born this way” from the rooftops is the opposite of progress…. I think the most serious problem with this argument is that it reinforces the idea that we need an excuse to be queer. As a result, using this line subtly supports the idea that being queer requires excusing in some way. Don’t use it. Don’t allow straight people to generate an understanding of queer sexuality that sounds like: “Well, of course Bob wouldn’t wish to be queer, but he was born this way. I guess we better give him equal rights – poor Bob, he just can’t help it. We shouldn’t punish him for something he didn’t choose!”
Meanwhile the real reason that you shouldn’t punish Bob for queerness is because there’s nothing wrong with it!
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