I love writing but I'm bad at writing about me.
@anotherkate is there a protocol for what happens when people find your secret Tumblr? asking for a friend.
no wait that made it sound even weirder. I am not asking for a friend.
Still not sure that "If my mom knew I stole something, I'd be soooo dead" = "I stole a can of Coca-Cola so the cops shot me", but maybe that was an episode of the Cosby show that doesn't rerun very often?
@ardnaxela47 you're Not Like Other Girls (TM)
@Jazmine Nutella mocha? ...New York has been holding out on me.
@Jazmine next Tumblr-blog-project thing, pls
@Poubelle Baba yaga's answer, while honest, was kind of tough love - I like your approach to it. Very positive. Very classic Hairpin.
So heartbreaking, so relatable, but also I had managed to repress all memories of the "pit of despair" experiment and those poor little monkeys and now I remembered and I think I just need a minute I'll be outside maybe I should make some tea and take deep breaths does anyone have a tissue?
I feel like this is a conversation that could go on and on, because of exactly everything that Vanessa mentions in her piece, as well as all of the preconceived notions that go along with not only race and beauty, but also celebrity, and how all three are unfortunately connected in such a twisted way.
I do, however, want to say that I'm glad that at the very least, this doesn't seem to be applying to Lupita Nyong'o at the moment, because I think we can all agree that she's basically everything that we would want out of a movie star. She's beautiful, talented, has impeccable style, so graceful and composed, and seems to be so intelligent. So, like, I can't even imagine someone like her NOT being famous and successful. I know that there are so many more factors at play, but she is proof - in person - that everything Vanessa discusses is awfully unfair.
@jazzloon On Saturday I drove through the country (sort of) and there were so many farms and orchards selling fresh produce and I wanted to stop at every single one and buy everything.
@Lisa Frank yes! It's called Mile End (since that's where bagels come from, etc) and if you go, please report back!
@everyone else I'm pretty sure Mamie Clafoutis is on the way when I go get my hair cut, and yes, I try to walk as slowly as possible when I pass it because it smells so delicious.