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not enough secret gardens and hidden passageways and bookshelves that open to a mysterious library these days. get working on that girls.
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one of the more interesting parts of the barbie movie i think is the presence of weird barbie, actually. like yes, the kens serve to show how women being in power isn't actually that much better than men being in power, because consolidating all that power in one group means the other becomes disenfranchised and lower status or class by default. but there are also interesting things to be said about femininity and the way this movie addresses it!
like, look at every single barbie and you'll find a lot of extremely feminine women. yes, they win nobel prizes for literature and they're scientists and they have a whole range of skills. but they're all also conventionally attractive and feminine, for the most part -- excluding that one line about "you're a physicist, do you want some pants?" (very odd, bc it's not as if scientifically inclined women cannot also be effeminate, but that's a whole other point i'm not going to get into right now).
the only one who is not stunning, who is not put together, is weird barbie. and despite her status as part of the socially established higher class via being a barbie instead of a ken, she is still ostracized, because her version of being a barbie is not what is expected of the group. she does not comply with the guidelines and rules and structure of femininity. sure, she has a dream house, but it's away from everyone else. sure, she's a barbie, but everyone calls her weird and stays away from her, and she's a sort of old wives' tale about what could go wrong.
while she may receive some benefits of being a barbie, i.e. a woman, in this hierarchical structure, she does not receive all or even most of them -- because she performs it incorrectly. (aside: i wish they hadn't cleaned her up and made her into an attempt at hot alt pink fashion toward the end. when she's more put together, she loses a lot of what makes her special, i think.)
allan fills a similar niche, in that he is neither allowed a place within the power structure when the barbies are in control nor when the kens are. he is a man, as far as we know, but he is not a ken. and because he is not performing his identity in the ken-approved way, he does not reap the benefits when they take over. he continues to exist as lesser, and aligns himself with the barbies.
i suppose the point i'm trying to make is that both weird barbie and allan serve an important role in this movie in pointing out the ways that those who exist outside of perceived binaries or structures are still yet harmed or disenfranchised by the enforcement of them. if that makes any sense at all.
Has bottom surgery given you any new attacks/abilities?
Pussy beam. Pussy blast. Pussy slow and pussy fast. Pussy left. Pussy right. Come and fight this pussy fight
"You can't be a lurker on tumblr." Yes, you absolutely can. I've been quietly reblogging things since 2014 and I haven't interacted with anyone in years.
he’s got that previously neglected shelter dog rizz. he looks like he wants to quietly sit next to you on the couch while you watch TV
he looks like he lets out a pathetic sad little sigh sometimes for no reason
funniest thing about the “reddit migration” is that I haven’t seen a single post shitting on anyone coming from Reddit. when twitter started bleeding users everyone was firing rent-lowering posts but with redditors skittering about we’ve left the doors open and put out food bowls
i saw a man at work the other day wearing a shirt that said "i was normal 2 pomeranians ago" with pictures of his pomeranians on it. important to note he had his pomeranians in his cart
artists rendition (i forgot to add the poms on his shirt but you get the gist)
Every time someone makes an artist's rendition of a weird little guy they saw in public instead of recording them without consent, an angel gets it's wings.
Older adult seeing you for the first time in a while: "wow! Hey! I hate your hair and clothing choices! How are you doing?"
It's a generational thing. I remember getting off the bus to go home from college, with a new haircut and my mother just saying, "Well, I was wondering if I could take you anywhere. I guess not." It wasn't even that weird of a haircut, she just didn't like how it was in my face. (high angled short curly bob) She was <40 at the time, but that was more than 30 years ago. Boomers were the ones who got a whole sub-generation named after the phenomenon of "keeping up with the joneses" and the concern over appearances is a deep and trauma based generational thing, generally reinforced by criticism since their infancy. This was also the "Don't trust anyone over 30" generation, and BOY did it fuck all of them up when they hit 30 and the AIDS crisis hit on the tail of the sexual revolution. They're also the generation whose version of active shooter drills was duck and cover in the event of nuclear war. The thing my mom got right, and a lot of her generation got right, was that they really leaned into psychotherapy and self discovery as a thing, and while most of them will not benefit from the more recent advancements thereof, those advancements would have been impossible without them.
Also, my mother pledged that she would be a better parent than her mother, and she was. And she taught me that, and I've been a better parent than her, and I expect that if my children decide to procreate, they'll probably fuck up less than I did, too.
I think it vastly amusing that the generation that dedicates so much energy to social norms and appearances is so fucking rude though. Like seriously. But my idea of rude and my parents' idea of rude are just different on fundamental levels and rudeness is VERY subjective.
In my mind, being cruel and thoughtless is far more rude than violating dress codes or swearing. And honestly, that's probably a very tiny microcosm of our current political landscape in the US, the fundamental gap between "don't hurt people" and "don't violate norms."
im always like hehe im so smart i will avoid shame by never doing anything ever but then i feel ashamed of not living and it turns out i didn't escape any sort of discomfort i just traded it in for a less rewarding kind
But now that you know that, you can change. Doesn't have to be today, or tomorrow, or even a year from now, but until you're six feet under it's never too late to live your life the way you want to
we need irl subtitles. what are you guys even saying
I recently discovered laundry stripping and y’all, no matter how much of a crock of shit you think fast fashion is, you’re underestimating.
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OKAY SO. You know how we talk about how one way fast fashion has made itself “necessary” is that the clothing looks like shit and feels horrible after just a few washes?
Let. Me. Tell. You. Something.
Laundry stripping is a process where you load your laundry into a tub or bin (I’ve been using my bathtub) with warm water, half a cup of borax, half a cup of washing soda, and half a cup of laundry soap (not detergent, SOAP, there’s a chemical difference). Leave it there for at least eight hours. I’ve been going for 12-24.
What you will come back to is a tub full of nearly-opaque black-gray-brown water that absolutely REEKS. This is normal. You are looking at (and smelling) hard water buildup, body sweat and oils that were embedded in the fabric, dead skin, and just regular grime.
Wring out your clothes. Throw them in the washer. (I like to do a spin-only cycle before going any further, because I have one of those washers that determines by weight how much water any given load needs.) Wash as usual.
You will notice I didn’t suggest any further pretreatment, and that’s because 1) you don’t want to layer too many chemicals on top of each other but also 2) you may not even need it.
When your clothes come out, check each one as it goes into the dryer, and if anything else s still stained, set it aside to run again with a regular pretreatment. One of the sweaters I did this with apparently did need a second treatment…to deal with what appears to have possibly been a hot chocolate stain that was previously invisible due to “well, it’s old” dinginess. I was planning to throw this sweater out. It looks almost new now. I need to wash it one more time for the probably-a-hot-chocolate stain, and then it needs to have the hem weighted to block it and bring it back to evenness, but dude. I wear my clothes to rags and I thought this thing was unfixable. “I need to reshape it” is nothing.
Remove clothes from dryer when done. Fucking MARVEL at the colors and how good the fabric feels. Give them a smell. Get righteously and royally angry that you can rejuvenate this stuff so easily, with a process that does take awhile but is 90% hands-off, but we’ve been trained to believe it’s all got to be binned once a year because discoloration and gross fabric is “normal wear and tear” and can’t be fixed.
It’s utterly unreal! I just pulled a seven-year-old work undershirt out of the dryer and this thing looks NEW!! It FEELS almost new!!! One of the shirts I hung up from the last load is older than some of the people on this site and it went from “I keep this to wear on laundry day, for sentimental reasons” to “I could actually wear this out of the house, it looks old but respectable”! The pajama bottoms I’m wearing were from Goodwill and they have BRIGHT YELLOW in them! I thought it was goldenrod!!
I do not know how often you’re supposed to do this (doing it every time can strip the dye out of your clothes, not to mention it’s way too much work to do every time), but once or twice per season seems respectable. I don’t wear white, so I can’t test the “it will make whites look almost-new as well” claim, but I’ve seen a lot of people on the cleaning subreddit attest that it works.
Just remember: WASHING soda. Not baking soda. I tried baking soda and a little bit happened, but not a lot.
Go forth. Rejuvenate your clothing. Strip your laundry.
Who was your bisexual awakening and why was it Ardeth Bay from the hit films The Mummy (1999) and The Mummy Returns (2001)
literally illegal and a crime against me personally (which is the worst kind of crime) for a man to be that perfect
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it was Evelyn Carnahan (later, O’Connell) from the hit films The Mummy (1999) and The Mummy Returns (2001)
Ardeth Bay provided some very helpful contributions, however, it must be said.
May I offer Brendan Fraser from the hit films The Mummy (1999) and The Mummy Returns (2001)?
I had a crush on allllll 3 of them ngl. I watched at a later date than most being smol at the time of release but it stands
On their way to bi your sexuality
You're in the audience of a Wendy Williams show
Your picture appears on the big screen
Wendy says "Look at this person. Do you think they look nice?"
Scattered applause, yours is the loudest
After 30 seconds of awkward silence, Wendy says "This afternoon they were trampled to death in a studio audience."
The fire alarm goes off
i think as a society we should go back to designing furniture w little feet. it would heal us.
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A teenage Goth and punk girl awaiting a Slipknot gig to start at london Arena, UK 2002. (Getty Image)