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fighting-for-fitness-with-tea:
This is pretty cool and eye-opening. I wish someone would do this sort of thing with male 6-pack ab models.
They even Photoshopped the woman behind Selena’s arm, because apparently not only do celebrities have to be thin, but they must also only associate with other thin people…
Enrico Francis has been caught
This pisses me off so incredibly much!
This is ridiculous. And disgusting. beautiful people being photoshopped to fit impossible standards AND most of the non-caucasian women are being white washed so they look more “appealing”
this.
makes.
me.
SO ANGRY. I can’t find the words to say just exactly what I feel about this…gahhhhhh just no.
AND THEY FUCKING PHOTOSHOPPED OUT “ELTON JOHN AIDS FOUNDATION” FOR THIS ENRICO FRANCIS DUDE HOLY FUCK
It is always good to remember that you can be lied to in pictures…
I remember the first time I saw a “before & after airbrushing a model” play-by-play in sassy magazine, with the two pictures side by side. I was probably 13, and it changed my life. thanks, sassy, and thanks whoever did this. if nothing - it’s good to remember how manipulative the media can be. if you can’t fight it - you can at least see it. as a minor celebrity, I cringe everytime allow myself to be photoshopped. but I still allow it. magazines and press work that way. I’ve photoshopped myself for press photos (that pimple? easy to fix. that annoying hair? gonzo. no wrinkles though…I draw the line there.) the most disturbing one for me was the random back-ground woman’s, behind Selena Gomez. the photoshopped the BACKGROUND people? wow. do we love perfect? or do we love human? why isn’t human perfect? what’s happened to us?
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Sue Lillian Brown, better known as Betty Broadbent, was only 18 years old in 1927 when she joined the Ringling Brothers and Barnum and Bailey Circus as the youngest professional tattooed woman in the U.S.
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this is not for you: sea-change: MARY FUCKING SHELLEY. ’oh, i’m a nineteen year old female…
MARY FUCKING SHELLEY. ’oh, i’m a nineteen year old female in a world where females are basically valued only as mothers, grieving over the loss of my child,…
Girls pose by a jail that recalls the witch trials of 1692 in Salem, Massachusetts. Photo taken in 1945.
I wish these bodies weren’t photoshopped to hell and back. Still and all, I’m in.Jardin fleuris is a series representing the different ages of a woman. The first picture is called Virgin Soil, the second is called Mûres which means both “blackberries” and “mature” representing puberty and first periods, the third picture is called Broken Eggs. Broken eggs represent the loss of virginity in arts. The fourth photo is called Blossom in the Garden and represents a mother with her inner fertile garden.
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"
And the woman said, The serpent
beguiled me, and I did eat.
— Genesis 3:13
Beguiled, my ass. I said no such thing.
You say I lost the gift of Paradise.
I couldn’t lose what I never had.
You say the serpent tempted me to eat.
You omit that he entered the Garden
on two legs and walked like a man.
And here’s what your story always ignores:
I had pure gold, rare perfume, precious stones,
but Adam hadn’t touched me all those years.
Perfection in the Garden didn’t mean that way.
Not having it and not wanting it
was God’s idea of perfection, not mine.
So when that serpent strolled up to the tree,
all upright and fine, he threw off the balance,
and I began to pray, Oh, let him be mine.
When he held out the apple, so round and lush,
when he stroked it to a keen red glow,
I didn’t fall to temptation — I rose to it.
I ate that apple because I was hungry.
I wanted what lay outside of Paradise,
a world without the burden of perfection.
Now you call all sinful women my sisters.
I say, let them claim their own damn sins.
The apple may not be perfect, but it’s mine.
— Diane Lockward, Eve Argues Against Perfection (via grammatolatry)
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Fat crochet figures by Yulia Ustinova at https://www.facebook.com/yulia.ustinova.3
Oh em gee this shit is amazing?
"Long hair represents femininity and vulnerability and sex. It’s princesses and mermaids and porn stars. Short hair, on the other hand, says, “If you think I’m gorgeous, great, but this isn’t about you, pal.” Whoooo, scary! In an ABC interview when she was 15, Miley Cyrus showed off a photo of iconic British model Twiggy, all big eyes and choppy blond hair, and said, “One day I’m going to cut my hair like that. I know I am. I will.” So she did. But in a culture where a female doing something just for herself – not her fiancé, not her family, not her fans – is seen as transgressive, that’s enough to call her masculine and shocking and unstable. And that’s not just sad, that’s totally crazy."
—
Mary Elizabeth Williams, in her Salon piece, ‘Miley Cyrus Haircut Shocker: Short hair isn’t a cry for help’ (via feminishblog)
It’s so alarming when you realise just how much people think they have a right to dictate and judge what other people do with their bodies.
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Holy shit—short hair! The world MUST be ending. It’s possession. It’s shocking! I’ve never seen anything like it!
It’s a fucking haircut. Do they know it can grow back?
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(Source: salon.com, via perchancetocease-deactivated201)
"True gender equality is actually perceived as inequality. A group that is made up of 50% women is perceived as being mostly women. A situation that is perfectly equal between men and women is perceived as being biased in favor of women.
And if you don’t believe me, you’ve never been a married woman who kept her family name. I have had students hold that up as proof of my “sexism.”
My own brother told me that he could never marry a woman who kept her name because “everyone would know who ruled that relationship.” Perfect equality – my husband keeps his name and I keep mine – is held as a statement of superiority on my part."
And if you don’t believe me, you’ve never been a married woman who kept her family name. I have had students hold that up as proof of my “sexism.”
My own brother told me that he could never marry a woman who kept her name because “everyone would know who ruled that relationship.” Perfect equality – my husband keeps his name and I keep mine – is held as a statement of superiority on my part."
—
- Lucy, When Worlds Collide: Fandom and Male Privilege.
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Also the study where they had women and men talking in a discussion and when women spoke around 30% of the time, men perceived them as dominating the discussion. They didn’t consider it “equal” until something like 5-10% of women talking.
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Read the whole thing. It’s very very telling, and very accurate. An excellent, spot-on piece.
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Madonna Whore by Betty Dodson
From Wikipedia:
In psychoanalytic literature, a Madonna–whore complex is the inability to maintain sexual arousal within a committed, loving relationship.[1] First identified by Sigmund Freud, this psychological complex is said to develop in men who see women as either saintly Madonnas or debased prostitutes. Men with this complex desire a sexual partner who has been degraded (the whore) while they cannot desire the respected partner (the Madonna).[2] Freud wrote: “Where such men love they have no desire and where they desire they cannot love.”[3] Clinical psychologist Uwe Hartmann, writing in 2009, stated that the complex “is still highly prevalent in today’s patients”.[2]
The view of women as either Madonnas or whores limits women’s sexual expression, offering two mutually exclusive ways to construct a sexual identity.[4] The duality implies that women must assume subservient roles, either as madonnas to be protected or as whores to be punished by men.[5]
The term is also used popularly, often with subtly different meanings.
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I looked at this painting for a long time, because I strongly identify - I am both of those women. And I think somewhere in here, perhaps for someone else to unravel, is the PROFOUND problem I have always had with the Virgin Mary. I am just not ok with a glorified and perfect, immaculately conceived woman for us all to look up to - a wife, a mother, an example…who is a virgin all her life. That’s not marriage, that’s not motherhood, that’s not WOMAN.
It’s definitely not me. And to me, a faith that glorifies marriage and conception so highly cannot separate things like that and make Woman #1, Mother of God, somehow more pure because she never fully partook of it all.](http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m5l58i6n9w1qceuyho1_500.png)
Madonna Whore by Betty Dodson
From Wikipedia:
In psychoanalytic literature, a Madonna–whore complex is the inability to maintain sexual arousal within a committed, loving relationship.[1] First identified by Sigmund Freud, this psychological complex is said to develop in men who see women as either saintly Madonnas or debased prostitutes. Men with this complex desire a sexual partner who has been degraded (the whore) while they cannot desire the respected partner (the Madonna).[2] Freud wrote: “Where such men love they have no desire and where they desire they cannot love.”[3] Clinical psychologist Uwe Hartmann, writing in 2009, stated that the complex “is still highly prevalent in today’s patients”.[2]
The view of women as either Madonnas or whores limits women’s sexual expression, offering two mutually exclusive ways to construct a sexual identity.[4] The duality implies that women must assume subservient roles, either as madonnas to be protected or as whores to be punished by men.[5]
The term is also used popularly, often with subtly different meanings.
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I looked at this painting for a long time, because I strongly identify - I am both of those women. And I think somewhere in here, perhaps for someone else to unravel, is the PROFOUND problem I have always had with the Virgin Mary. I am just not ok with a glorified and perfect, immaculately conceived woman for us all to look up to - a wife, a mother, an example…who is a virgin all her life. That’s not marriage, that’s not motherhood, that’s not WOMAN.
It’s definitely not me. And to me, a faith that glorifies marriage and conception so highly cannot separate things like that and make Woman #1, Mother of God, somehow more pure because she never fully partook of it all.
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How Girls Pack a Suitcase
Accurate.
