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Alexander McQueen for Givenchy, Spring/summer 1997. Living for this right now.
(via ohtheantagonist & Hapsical)
After seeing countless pictures from this video shoot…the actual video!!!
Dead Prez celebrates the natural hair girls. [via Clutch Mag]
Erykah Badu in Studio
Erykah serenades a studio audience (including a jetlagged Jay Electronica and Supanova) with a rendition of, "Fall in Love (Your Funeral)," off New Amerykah Part Two.
An Igbo woman with a beautiful and permanent hairstyle, which is held in place by charcoal dust and palm oil. Hair like this was a sign of high status, just like clothing.
Usually I leave the music news to Dallas, who does a really good job of keeping me abreast of what the young folk are listening to. Last week's post on Kobe's faux pax and the subject matter of this week's entry are leading me to believe that I am fully committed to being unequivocally hated by my sister and my fellow homogays.
That's right. I listened to Beyonce's recently leaked single, "Girls (Who Run the World)." And you know what? It's craptastic. And by "craptastic" I don't mean it in that "Oh my god, what a vacuous, yet catchy new Beyonce song. I think I'll shake my ass" type way. I mean "craptastic" in that "Neither the world's most powerful wind machine nor all the of glitter in the world could save this dissonant shit" type way.
www.youtube.com/watch?v=2jjOH0xCzHw
Please excuse me while I watch my rainbow colored bridge burn.
Seriously, though, I can't get those 4 minutes of my life back. The entire experience compelled the following thoughts:
A swing and a miss!
Enjoy your week, folks.
Hello Interwebs!
It's about that time again for the best conference ever! Yes The Allied Media Conference will be happening June 23-26 in Detroit and we want to be there!
Who are we?
We are the Skillsharers of the 3rd Annual INCITE! Shawty Got Skillz workshop! We are women, trans* and genderqueer people of color making media that directly mingles our personal lives with the political issues we care about. We believe, as Audre Lorde did, that "it is better to speak, knowing we were never meant to survive." We are all pushing the boundaries of what media is capable of and sharing the lessons of that experience with each other, and would love for you to help us get to Detroit this June to do just that!
Skillsharers include but aren't limited to:
who will be presenting topics that range from: Nihilism for Negroes, What Up Doe! Detroit Hustle & Resistance, Sex Worker Saftey, How to Tumbl & Tweet for Social Justice, and so much more!
YOU can help us get there by:
We need to raise $6 G's to get all 15 of us to the AMC (a low estimate)! YOU can donate Here! We so appreciate what ever you can give! A reblog and a tweet make us so happy!!!
http://www.chipin.com/contribute/id/1651d4149b61ae58
xoxo,
Shawty Got Skillz Skillshare Crew
Never Forget You (live at SIRIUS XM) ~ Noisettes
I LIVE! shingai is everything.
Songwriters: Astasio, George; Morrison, James Ross; Pebworth, Jason Andrew; Shoniwa, Shingai Elizabet; Smith, Daniel John Montag;
Watcha drinking?
Rum or whiskey?
Now won'tcha have a
Double with me?
I'm sorry I'm a little late
I got your message by the way
I'm calling in sick today
So let's go out for old time's sake
I'll never forget you
They said we'd never make it
My sweet joy
Always remember me
We were mysterious
And you were always wearing black
I was so serious
You know my boyfriend's mother
Nearly had a heart attack
I'm sorry I'm a little late
You know the stripes on a tiger
Are hard to change
I know this world feels
Like an empty stage
I wouldn't change a thing
So glad you're back again
I'll never forget you
They said we'd never make it
My sweet joy
Always remember me
I'll never forget you
At times we couldn't shake it
You're my joy
Always remember me
We just got swallowed up
You know I didn't forget you
We just got swallowed up
Well, we just got swallowed up
But you love that I didn't forget you
We just got swallowed up
By the whole damn world
Watcha thinking?
Did you miss me?
I borrowed your silver boots
Now if you'd just let me
Give them back to you
I'll never forget you
They said we'd never make it
My sweet joy
Always remember me
I'll never forget you
Although at times we couldn't shake it
You're my joy
Always remember me
Don't you know that you're my joy
Always remember me
Don't you know that you're my joy
Always remember me
potofgoldoverthedigitalrainbo:
Photo by Thomas Brodahl
[exquisitely beautiful person with dark skin and natural hair, head tossed back and smile brighter than the sun glowing gently on the contours of their face]
Stone House
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