I don’t want you to thank me for making your fucking life better
“My cousin Jody Potts made my niece Nazhre, who was our flower girl, a beaded hide dress with porcupine quillwork.
My Great Aunt Adeline Potts made my wedding dress out of white elk hide, with traditional Hän Gwich’in beadwork. She also made a matching pair of beaded wedding slippers.”
- Shyanne Beatty
=) =) =) yayyy, thank you, dear!
I am glad that you do, thank you!
Pretty sure America’s Got Talent pays Nick Cannon to act like a coon.
Photographer Hélène Amouzou was born in 1969 in Togo. She began taking photos in 2004 after enrolling on a course in Brussels, where she lives and works. Her images - in which bodies are ghostly or overlaid with wallpaper or sandwiched in suitcases - suggest transience: places which the human body can only inhabit temporarily, and humans who are constantly on the move.
Her work is weighted by the depth of her questions about place, being and the baggage that accrues to the black female body. Further, Amouzou’s images question certainties of nation, identity and belonging, suggesting that in-between spaces and un-belonging as the contemporary reality. in her own words: ““I always have the impression to be traveling. I am not Togolese, nor Belgian”
Lip-synching therapy while pinning my hair up for the gym. Less lip-synching. More flailing around
One day, I want to be rich enough to look broke, but fancy. Have my friends come into my unfinished warehouse-studio apartment and be like, “Dude, you can’t afford a closet?” And I’ll be like, “But I have a polar bear rug.”
Eeeeyaaaaa!!! Lol Thank you!!!
