Actually got dressed up for the First Day of School!
Bruise Violet ♡
How about you take a big step back and literally fuck your own face? If I want to support women in every way possible short of cutting my own dick off, I’ll support each and every one of them like a damn D cup.
When I have a little girl I want her to understand men like you. If she’s pushed around by a boy I want her to push back twice as hard. I want her to know she is strong, she is powerful, her heart is twice as big. I do not want her to be afraid. Least of all by a man. I want her to never apologize for loving herself, for loving who she is and what she is. To never just accept the love that she thinks she deserves. Her virginity is hers and she’s allowed to wait however long she wants. What she chooses to wear is what she chooses to wear. That she is allowed to not be interested. Masturbation is for everyone. Without women, man is nothing. You are yours. Not theirs. Be ashamed of the men shouting those rude things at you from the speeding car, not yourself. The difference between nice guys and “nice” guys.
When I have a little man, I never want him to feel belittled by “real men” such as yourself. I want him to know that it’s okay. It’s okay to cry. It’s okay to like the color pink. If boys call him gay I want him to plant his feet firmly into this earth and ask, “How is that be a bad thing?” I want him to know what the word misogynist means. What consent is, and how god damn important it is. I want him to know that those things walking around with boobs and two sets of lips are women, and women are to be treated with respect. That a gentleman, not a stud, is what you should aim to be. That its not about how many you fuck. When a girl says no then all bets are off, thank her for her time and walk. A woman’s claim on herself is absolute. A girl who says she’s lesbian isn’t playing hard to get. Rape is a no no. Taking advantage is a no no. Don’t leave your drink unattended. Don’t touch anyone else’s. You aren’t entitled to someones body. We are not lions. We are not wolves. We are men. They are women.
And in the end, we’re all in it together.
Rose Quartz geode
Like seriously, why isn’t pole dancing an olympic sport? This is freakin gymnastics. This is strength and skill. This is not sexual whatsoever. Why does pole dancing have to be so stigmatised as a sexual thing that only strippers do? I have great respect for all people who can pull this off. This is art and beauty right here.
HEY FUN FACT: pole dancing is known as something strippers do because strippers invented it. And that’s okay! It’s okay to have respect for strippers and the hard work they put into what they do! Let’s stop trying to take the stripper part out of pole dancing so upperclass white girls can do it without being ~stigmatized~ because god forbid women be sexual.
40/?? Japanese Street Fashion
The word bōsōzoku is also applied to motorcycle subculture with an interest in motorcycle customizing, often illegal, and making noise by removing the mufflers on their vehicles so that more noise is produced.
They were first seen in the 1950s as the Japanese automobile industry expanded rapidly. The precursors to the bōsōzoku were known as kaminari zoku (雷族?, “Thunder Tribe”), urban motorcyclist more akin to the British rockers.
Many, if not most, bōsōzoku members came from a lower socioeconomic class and may have used the motorcycle gang activities as a way to express disaffection and dissatisfaction with Japanese mainstream society. Many of the most hard-core bōsōzoku would become lower-ranking members of the yakuza after turning 20 years of age.
In the 1980s and 1990s, bōsōzoku would often embark on massed rides, in which up to 100 bikers would cruise together slowly en masse down an expressway or major highway. The motorcyclists would run toll booths without stopping and would ignore police attempts to detain them.
Bōsōzoku are known to modify their motorcycles in peculiar and often showy ways.
please do not smoke the frogs
why is it holding a stick this is a forest guardian or at least a frog in a position of power clearly
Outtakes. Contrary to popular belief (since all personal style blogs are an expression of narcissism in some way or the other) not all photos from a shoot actually end up on my blog. These are some outtakes from the posts I’ve shot so far this year - in some of them, the technical glitches are obvious, but sometimes, there really isn’t any particular reason why one photo makes the cut and another doesn’t.
For the actual shoots these originated from, please visit A Curious Fancy 💕
I feel cute today