Age of Ashlee

made of gold, glitter and melanin.

[thehighpriestofreverseracism]

reblog or the gods of glo up will not bless you

[oye-yemaya]

I AINT TAKING NO CHANCES BITCH

[thatidomagirl]

They said even the mirror glo'ed up 🤣😩😩

[doctor-in-mind]

I’m not reblogging as a threat, I’m reblogging as a tribute!

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So…..watching synchronized swimming from underwater is absolutely ridiculous

[nonbinarymerbabe]

holy shit

[wocinsolidarity]

My insistence on Black feminism—that disobedient modality of rupturative thinking, living, and doing rooted in the knowledge begat by the racial and gendered nexus of Black women—stems from a commitment to “ungendered” and ungendering Blackness, specifically the commitment of Black cis and trans women. This ungendering deploys the disruption of white male supremacist logics by refusing terror, by reveling in those moments of exceeding captivity. It is the “Nah” of Rosa Parks, the “We out!” of Harriet Tubman, the “I came to slay, bitch!” of Big Freedia that characterizes the Black feminist tradition. Claim to power is not recognized, and in that non-recognition the power cannot hold. Chains cannot fetter my flight, they rattle, clank, and break. Templates masquerading as universal will be vitiated by my very enactment of my bad self. Go ‘head. We must refuse to allow the various supremacies that seek to condition the world to dictate our livelihood. And yet, the question often arises: when we got that shit coming out the woodworks, how do we continue to persist, to not feel defeated despite our most formidable efforts? Quite simply, we persist because we must. The claim to life on the earth we’ve inherited is not monopolized by the murderous limbs of hegemony—white and male supremacy, trans-antagonism, heteronormativity, elitism, anti-Blackness, colonial imperialism—and extends into the generative and volatile space of the underground, the undercommons.

Marquis Bey, AIN’T NEVER SCARED: THE NECESSITY OF LEARNING FROM BLACK FEMINIST REFUSAL (August 14 2017)

[thechanelmuse]

Hazel Scott playing two pianos at the same damn time with ease

[erinbowbooks]

Hazel Scott was a musical sorcerer and a civil rights hero.   She:

 was admitted to Julliard at 8.  

was performing in top venues by 16.  

pioneered “swinging the classics” and made the equivalent of a million dollars a year doing it.  

was the first person of color to have their own national TV show.  

went to Hollywood but refused to be cast as a “singing maid.”  Demanded and got control over her casting, her wardrobe, and how footage featuring her was cut.  

refused to perform in segregated venues and led charges for integration in several northern cities, notably Spokane.  

She was brought down by the House Committee on Unamerican Activities, and has been largely forgotten.  But she was a sorcerer, and a hero.  

[domduongart]

@theladyragnell

[violent-darts]

Let’s un-forget her.

[rogueone]

[drinkpisspissblood]

*talks to boy once* ok theres no reason to tell my friends and get them all excited it was just a conversation

five minutes later:

[gluom]

💪

[coffeeandgrace]

I am so tired of waiting, Aren’t you, For the world to become good And beautiful and kind?

Langston Hughes, from “Tired”  (via princegrisejoie)

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friendship

[ageofashlee-blog]

@gran-tourismo-stardust 

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[thisgameissonintendo]

manuelneuer: Mr. & Mrs. #happy 

[ageofashlee-blog]

I am not crying, you’re crying.

[nevillles]

After the Indian Wells CEO says “lady players” should drop to their knees to thank men for carrying tennis, Williams returns serve

[corigauff]

This iconic scalping is a year old, today.

[notebelow]

She is a God among puny men!

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[manticoreimaginary]

Watching this (and fearing broken ankles with each loop) I can’t helping thinking about that old quote Ginger Rogers did everything Fred Astaire did, except backwards and in high heels.

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But no, if you watch closely you’ll see she doesn’t even step on the last chair. That means she had to trust that fucker to lift her gently to the ground while he was spinning down onto that chair. That takes major guts. I’d be pissing myself and fearing a broken neck if I were in her place. Kudos to her. 

[tiny-detective-agency]

I can’t stop watching this. 

[sassy-hook]

#I watched this for too long to not reblog

[freshprincemomma]

Whoa.

[crossedbeams]

Okay so this is true, but a tiny part of a wider truth. 

Ginger Rogers was a FUCKING BADASS. Ignore for a sec the rampant sexism in Hollywood (they once bleached  her hair blonde in wardrobe without telling her beforehand), the fact that she fought her whole career against typecasting and stereotyping from fellow actors (Katharine Hepburn famously said of the Astaire/Rogers partnership “she gave him sex. He gave her class” ) for starting out in musicals, and went on to have a career lasting over fifty years, winning a Best Actress Oscar (Kitty Foyle, 1940). But… JUST focusing on the Astaire movies…

Not only did she dance “backwards” in high heels, the dances were a task in themselves. Astaire was an absolute perfectionist and choreographed for himself, so as a younger, less experienced dancer Rogers came in at a disadvantage and worked her ass off to match him. 

Then there’s the filming complications… these numbers were filmed in ONE TAKE. So one thing goes wrong and you have to start over. Maybe you make a mistake or maybe your dress flies up because…

Ginger had to contend with her wardrobe. Dancing in heels is the norm at this time, but dancing in a dress designed for cinema cameras… not so much. They were heavy, embellished, uncomfortable, restrictive and cumbersome and essentially a third member of the dance, strapped to the body of one partner.Not only did she have to dance and look good, she had to control the dress too!

Take this routine from Swing Time… (it gets going proper at 1:30ish)

This dress has weights, YES WEIGHTS, sewn in to the hem to make it fly out and create a visual effect. So it’s heavy, it hurts if it hits you, and your partner gets mad if it hits him. So you gotta control it. 

Well it turns out all these factors on this set, this particular day aren’t going so well. So you’re doing take after take, here’s no labour laws, so at 4am after 18 hours you’re still going, even though part of the routine requires you to spin up those curved stairs with no rail at high speed….

Okay so now back to those high heels. In Ginger’s autobiography she vividly remembers this night as the night she bled though her shoes. They did so many takes, her feet blistered, bled, and the white satin high heels she was wearing finished he night pink because they were literally full of blood. And still they keep shooting. She keeps dancing.

The take they use in the film is the last. Early hours. Bloody feet. And she spins, acts and bosses out until that last second. Because she was that professional, talented and bloody minded. This is the last set of spins… 

So I say once again. Ginger Rogers was a badass.

She did everything Fred Astaire did backwards, in high heels, wearing a 20 pound dress, exhausted, injured and standing in a pool of her own blood. And watching her perform, you would never know.

[tenajrekab]

THIS. I read about this years ago. She is incredible I could and have watched her for hours.

[gifmethat]

So you know what I don’t get? Why people repeat words. (x)

[hyperboreanhapocanthosaurus]

Grammar time: it’s called “contrastive reduplication,” and it’s a form of intensification that is relatively common. Finnish does a very similar thing, and others use near-reduplication (rhyme-based) to intensify, like Hungarian (pici ‘tiny’, ici-pici ‘very tiny’).

Even the typologically-distant group of Bantu languages utilize reduplication in a strikingly similar fashion with nouns: Kinande oku-gulu ‘leg’, oku-gulu-gulu ‘a REAL leg’ (Downing 2001, includes more with verbal reduplication as well).

I suppose the difficult aspect of English reduplication is not through this particular type, but the fact that it utilizes many other types of reduplication: baby talk (choo-choo, no-no), rhyming (teeny-weeny, super-duper), and the ever-famous “shm” reduplication: fancy-schmancy (a way of denying the claim that something is fancy).

screams my professor was trying to find an example of reduplication so the next class he came back and said “I FOUND REDUPLICATION IN ENGLISH” and then he said “Milk milk” and everyone was just “what?” and he said “you know when you go to a coffee shop and they ask if you want soy milk and you say ‘no i want milk milk’” and everyone just had this collective sigh of understanding.

[allthingslinguistic]

Another name for this particular construction is contrastive focus reduplication, and there’s a famous linguistics paper about it which is commonly known as the Salad Salad Paper. You know, because if you want to make it clear that you’re not talking about pasta salad or potato salad, you might call it “salad salad”. The repetition indicates that you’re intending the most prototypical meaning of the word, like green salad or cow’s milk, even though other things can be considered types of salad or milk. 

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Can I make love to this post?… Is that a thing that’s possible?

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