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TVSTRANGERTHINGS
Sade Olutola

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izzy's playlists!
Noah Kahan

Origami Around

if i look back, i am lost
Stranger Things

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The Stonewall Inn
Show & Tell
let's talk about Bridgerton tea, my ask is open
2025 on Tumblr: Trends That Defined the Year
Misplaced Lens Cap
Monterey Bay Aquarium
Mike Driver

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oozey mess
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@exilefromescape
Beauty is insidious. It co-opts the language of whatever flavor of empowerment is in vogue, all the while seeking to divide girls into beauty-havers and have nots. It’s a slippery slope and a sliding scale because you can never be enough: thin enough, pale enough, conforming to the standards stringently enough. Beauty is the velvet-gloved sucker punch designed expressly for knocking down women, and these days it comes beguilingly equipped with the feminist-lite language of empowerment it has co-opted. I see this particularly in the fat-acceptance movement as it’s gained more credence in the mainstream, a transition that involves a loss of radical values as ideas are filtered, processed, and made easily consumable. At its core, fat acceptance preaches feeling good about your body, and who could possibly disagree that it’s a bad thing? A message so diluted and anodyne that it hasn’t taken long for the diet-fashion-beauty conglomerate to co-opt it: “Love your body…even more!! with our all-new, body-positive weight-loss plan!” “Make yourself even more beautiful!! by buying the same old shit we used to sell you five years ago by telling you to make yourself less unattractive.” Beauty, for me, was the greatest deception, because beauty wasn’t what I needed to grow into myself. Confidence was. I needed not to understand that I was beautiful, but the knowledge that I was worthy and valid just as I was, and just as however else I chose to be in the future. I had to take the long road round through the crevasse of beauty to finally arrive at my personhood, but I arrived at the same self I had always been—the only difference being that, now that I had experienced beauty, I understood how inessential it was to my actual happiness… . Beauty paled before me: I was radiant and terrible as the sun.
Ragiiiiiiinnniiiiiiiiiii (via arabellesicardi)
I detest the idea that love between two persons can lead to salvation. All my life I have fought against this oppressive type of relationship. Instead, I believe in searching for a kind of love that somehow involves all of humanity.
Rainer Werner Fassbinder
Beware of a Holy Whore (Rainer Werner Fassbinder, 1971)
Let’s Go Get Stoned (x)
Fei Fei Sun by Mert Alas & Marcus Piggott, styed by Kate England for Vogue Italia, June 2015.
fei fei sun in “the china issue“ for vogue italia june 2015 by mert & marcus.
Hedda Hopper and Tallulah Bankhead at a party photographed by Edward Clark, 1950.
🍸TURNT
SIZZY ROCKET - BESTIE (produced and co-written by Scissor Sisters’ Babydaddy)
Maryme-JimmyPaul
Rihanna by Steven Klein for V Magazine #95 Summer 2015
LOOK Hair Studio, New York, 1987. int. design by UMIT / photo: Michael Legrand.
Sharon Tate looking every inch the 60’s goddess she was. 🌸
Jessica Lange in Thierry Mugler photographed by Steven Meisel, Vogue Italia March 1992
DS-600 modular sofa by Ueli Berger, Eleonore Peduzzi-Riva, Heinz Ulrich and Klaus Vogt in 1971. Manufactured by de Sede, Switzerland.
trans girls will rule the world / photographed by snowboardkids