ask me no questions;; i shall tell you no lies .Submit
Hey there :) I'm Kristina and this is my blog. It isn't anything fancy but it's mine. I post any and everything I feel like. Doctor Who, Harry Potter, Disney, cosplay, cats, etc etc, above and beyond. Tumble on everyone!
"I can’t accept that. I can’t accept that there was only one black woman in the entire film, who delivered one line and who we never saw again. I can’t accept that the bad guys were Asian and that although in China, Lucy’s roommate says, “I mean, who speaks Chinese? I don’t speak Chinese!” I can’t accept that in Hercules, which I also saw this weekend, there were no people of color except for Dwayne Johnson himself and his mixed-race wife, whose skin was almost alabaster. I can’t accept that she got maybe two lines and was then murdered. I can’t accept that the “primitive tribe” in Hercules consisted of dark-haired men painted heavily, blackish green, to give their skin (head-to-toe) a darker appearance, so the audience could easily differentiate between good and bad guys by the white vs. dark skin. I can’t accept that during the previews, Exodus: Gods and Kings, a story about Moses leading the Israelite slaves out of Egypt, where not a single person of color is represented, casts Sigourney Weaver and Joel Edgerton to play Egyptians. I can’t accept that in the preview for Kingsman: The Secret Service, which takes place in London, features a cast of white boys and not a single person of Indian descent, which make up the largest non-white ethnic group in London. I can’t accept that in stories about the end of the world and the apocalypse, that somehow only white people survive. I can’t accept that while my daily life is filled with black and brown women, they are completely absent, erased, when I look at a TV or movie screen.s"
"Do you remember the saddest moment of your life?" "A few years ago my dad had to get a paternity test for his citizenship papers, and we discovered that he wasn’t my biological father." "How did that change your relationship?" "It didn’t."
In honor of the death threats I received because of my fatness, here are the rest of the photos from today.
Bless my double chin. Bless my soft tummy. Bless my touching thighs. Bless my flabby arms, my muscled calves, and my thin ankles. Bless the way my eyes close when I smile without thinking. Bless my jiggly boobs, that refuse to let any garment fit the way it “should.”
Bless the hard fucking work I have to do to love myself every day, and bless the fact that I am surviving. Bless the days I cry. Bless the mornings I pass the mirror without looking. Double-bless the mornings I concentrate on my reflection and ask g-d why I was made so damn perfect.
I will not let other people’s vocalization for the hate of my body to be the end-all. I get to be the one to finish these “conversations”. The discussion of my body is a discourse that only I get to have control of, and my rules are positivity only. I will turn the daggers of distasteful, unsolicited body hate into swords of self-love.
These are a few of my favorite pictures of her. #dreamgirl
iv had a poster hanging up of her in those pink panties in my room since I was 14
Okay - just from a semiotics/art appreciation standpoint -
Do you notice that in her images where she is topless, she is not sexualized in the way that scantily clad women often are in photography? She looks aggressive, or like she’s just standing around doing whatever. She does NOT look submissive or “come hither”. The expression in one of these is a “fuck you” expression and sometimes the expression is playful - but aggressively so.
She is posed the way that half-naked men are posed. NOT half-naked women.
White privilege is not having your ethnicity questioned.
I am first-generation American. My parents came to this country from Africa so it only makes sense that I identify with my African heritage. I speak the language, eat the food, and practice traditions. So when I say I do not identify with…
Seven year old AngeMarie has always felt different. Who wouldn’t when your best friend is literally attached to you? The Poof is a great ball of curly hair that sits directly on top of AngeMarie’s head. His magical and playful nature always seems to produce mischief and adventure. In book one of The Magic Poof series, AngeMarie must decide what to wear for school picture day. But The Poof also wants to look good for picture day! How does AngeMarie look her best and keep her enchanted and hairy friend a secret? In the end, both The Poof and AngeMarie find that compromise is the key in any friendship.
began his creative career in second grade by recording epic stories with his best friend. His love of storytelling and theater carried him through Arizona State University and into the film industry. One day, while working to help other industry creative types achieve their dreams, Stephen played with his wife’s big poof of curly hair at the breakfast table before she’d had her tea. After enough time spent stretching her hair into shapes and giving it a funny voice, he came up with The Magic Poof. Upon vetting his idea with African-American and educational scholars, he set his own dream in motion. Stephen currently lives in Los Angeles with his wife and their star-in-the making Havanese dog, Buttercup. He is hard at work on the next Magic Poof book and animated series, as well as several other television projects.
THE MAGIC POOF!! OMG I AM DYING FROM EXPOSURE TO TOO MUCH CUTE!!!! AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!
Since Steven Moffat took over as Doctor Who showrunner in 2009, he has never hired a single female writer. Only once has he brought on a female director, back in season five. Needless to say, this track record only adds fuel to the ever-growing number of fans who say Moffat is taking Doctor Who in a more conservative and sexist direction.
Historically, Doctor Who has been a socially progressive show. That’s surely why so many viewers have singled out Steven Moffat for hiring such a vast number of white, male writers while female characters kept turning into flirty sidekicks and the number of non-white characters plummeted. The most popular explanation is that the vast majority of British science fiction TV writers are white men, and only the cream of that crop can be hired to work for the BBC’s flagship show.
This explanation doesn’t hold up when you consider the number of unavoidably bad episodes that were written by the show’s existing (male) writers. And besides, other successful British sci-fi/fantasy shows like Being Human, Torchwood and Merlin have all hired women to write multiple episodes in the past, and that never seemed to do them any harm.