Month: February 2014

For fat women, being stylish isn’t a luxury. It’s often a necessity to get hired, to get access to healthcare, to get treated like a human being.

Fat women have all kinds of narratives about sloppiness, laziness, dirtiness to overcome. Sometimes heels are a crucial part of looking “put together” in a way that sufficiently convinces people that we care about ourselves, that manages to counteract pervasive cultural narratives that fat people don’t care about ourselves. That we have “let ourselves go.”

Being “put together” is part of the way many of us convey to a judgmental world that we are worth caring about.

I get treated completely differently at a $20 hair salon if I’m dressed up or dressed down. Two totally different experiences. I get treated differently at the doctor’s office, and at the emergency room. I can’t go to the ER in sweatpants, because I’ll get shittier treatment. In an emergency, I have to worry if I am dressed up enough to prove that I deserve respect and care.

Melissa McEwan: Fat Fashion  (via albinwonderland)

frozenlithuania:

absolutely despising how someone interprets your favorite character

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understanding that they can interpret your favorite character any way they want but you still just

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people say to you, you’ve changed, or something like that, well, i hope, for the sake of god that you have changed, because i don’t want to be the same person all my life. i want to be growing, i want to be expanding. i want to be changing. because animate things change, inanimate things don’t change. dead things don’t change. and the heart should be alive, it should be changing, it should be moving, it should be growing, its knowledge should be expanding.

shaykh hamza yusuf (via moonbbaby)

If standing up for yourself ruins a relationship, the relationship was already ruined. You just slapped a ‘condemned’ sticker on it and evicted a squatter is all.

A comment on ‘When directness > nice’ (Captain Awkward)