Well…yesterday was interesting.
If any of you follow Ev’Yan’s blog, you know what I’m talking about. If not, go here and prepare to be overrun with a bevy of comments that start off innocently enough and denigrate into personal attacks and condescension under the cloak of “I study the facts” and “I’m an academic.” I would say I was left speechless, but that happens VERY rarely.
What actually happened is that I went the fuck off.
I threatened to go on a long, on-camera tirade about how some people are quick to judge folks they don’t know anything about, or how certain people label themselves as academics in an effort to disguise deeply held prejudices that they purport to rally against, or about how people simply don’t read what the hell is in front of them before forming an opinion about it, but that is what Twitter is for. Besides, Birdie did one HELL of a job of that on her own blog (the title of this blog is dedicated to that piece of beauty, you should really REALLY read it).
*hand clap for Birdie!!!*
I will add a bit, though. To everyone out there that reads this blog, or any blog for that matter, please know that the bloggers behind them are real people with real lives and real emotions. Some of us are more passive than others, and some of us are quick to cuss a bitch out dole out a tongue lashing when someone steps out of pocket. I could fall on either side of that coin depending on the circumstance, but TRUST if I see some bullshit (especially when it is maligned and attacking someone’s character), I WILL say something about it. To think your experience plus the three books you read in sociology class outweighs someone else’s personal experience, is bullshit. To call someone naive and ignorant because you don’t like what he/she has to say about what is working in his/her OWN DAMN LIFE, is bullshit. And to label yourself a progressive when you only serve the purpose to widen the divide while knocking other people for living their lives outside the color box is also some bullshit. WHO THE FUCK MADE YOU AN AUTHORITY ON WHAT I THINK AND HOW I LIVE?
Oh, you did? Riiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiight…
Umm, yeah. That’s bullshit and I’m going to say something about it.
Side note: I will always go in for my people…ALWAYS…just in case any of you were out there wondering.
Addendum:
Not that I named names or anything, but thank you to Jasmine for giving me a third leg to stand on.
I bet you thought this post was about you… meh; if it applies, remain offended.
Methinks the lady doth protest too much…and forgets that apostrophes are parts of contracted words…and that I could give three fucks about what she thinks of my blog ESPECIALLY after I invited her not to come back to it…yesterday…
THANKS, JASMINE!!! Please refer to the picture below if you wish to make any further comments/ provide opportunities to show just how glowingly intelligent you are to the rest of the class.
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Now that we know each other a bit better, let’s get to today’s outfit!
(My segues are awesome. Don’t lie. You know they are. LOL )
(forgot the label maxi dress, Kill City draped leather jacket, Gap vest, Acne wedges)
For some strange reason, I got the relentless urge to purchase a denim vest. My thrifty-sense was activated near my local Hoodwill and I wasn’t disappointed. I found this gem in the perfect color, perfectly worn, and in the perfect size for all of $3.50. SWEET.
The maxi dress I got from Ross ages ago, and the jacket and wedges you’ve seen several times before. I told myself I was going to wear the hell out of both of these and am well pleased that I’ve stuck to that.
I’m digging this denim over leather look. Reminds me of some collection Alexander Wang did that I probably didn’t like because it looked like something I could do with my existing wardrobe plus a thrifted object…full circle, man. Full circle.
(no shade to Alexander Wang. I loved the pre-Fall 2010 stuff. Trufax.)
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Addendum: to my readers out there, know that I appreciate each and every one of you. Srsly. That you spend 30 seconds or more to look at what I post on these pages means a lot. THANK YOU.
