damaged goods

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i feel really good about my blush in this picture.

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chubby-bunnies:

calivintage:

my latest street style post up on the ModCloth Blog!

So much love!!

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Those who subvert social norms are, ostensibly, people who have forgotten that they can be seen, publicly, at any time. Therefore, when they transgress social norms—by expressing physical affection for a person not visibly coded as the opposite sex, for example, or by being fat and rejecting social and bodily invisibility—they need to be reminded of this omniscient social gaze, and in the absence of institutional discipline, must be punished so they do not transgress again. This is the mechanism by which a dude who sees me in a vividly-colored dress, walking alone as though I either don’t know or don’t care that I am defying bodily norms, feels compelled to scream “UGLY FAT BITCH” at me. He is applying social discipline and teaching me a lesson: Everyone can see you, and your body and/or behavior are unacceptable.
be brave. that is what one of my friends told me. this has been one of the worst weeks ever. tonight i looked at myself in the mirror after crying and and immediately began picking apart my flaws. double chin, big nose, oily skin, acne scars, etc. I looked at my makeup and thought about how I once used it to hide but now it is so much more. I still can’t put into words what embracing that femininity means to me, but it’s coming. all I know is that with all of the shit happening right now I have to keep loving myself, and I have to be brave.

be brave. that is what one of my friends told me. this has been one of the worst weeks ever. tonight i looked at myself in the mirror after crying and and immediately began picking apart my flaws. double chin, big nose, oily skin, acne scars, etc. I looked at my makeup and thought about how I once used it to hide but now it is so much more. I still can’t put into words what embracing that femininity means to me, but it’s coming. all I know is that with all of the shit happening right now I have to keep loving myself, and I have to be brave.

marshmallowmegamama:

there are several things that i was deeply inspired by. namely, the work that local organizers did in Little Village to shut down 2 coal burning plants in the area. but there was also local youth working to shut down youth detention centers, working to open up crisis centers and stop the closure of their mental health clinics. and there was immigrant women working to expand DREAM organizing into something more holistic after asking themselves the question “why do i want to be a part of this system?” and the anti-eviction organizers that are working to get people moved into empty houses.

there was sitting in a room with almost all people of color who were working to bring a chapter of the International League of People’s Struggles to the US. and then there was the marching—right next to a massive palestinian contingent, alongside fillipino students, and in front of a pro-migrant group.

but then there was other crap. like a counter summit that was brilliantly white (except for the interventions activists of color were able to make). the fact that jesse jackson kept showing up every damn where. even as local activists spoke quite passionately about how the church had failed them time and time and time again. and this weird emphasis on anti-war activism by white organizers. i mean, who could be anti anti-war right? but i found myself feeling that way as more and more of the weekend passed. it was so oddly disconnected from reality, even as its steeped in reality…

which is the major point i took away from the weekend. is how much of the media is bought, and how deeply bought they really are. and what sort of shit that leads to—even amongst those who really honestly care.

take this article about the closing of the the coal burning power plants.

there is nothing obviously wrong with it—in fact, it seems to be fairly supportive and actually points to local work and local activists.

but then there’s this.

Bridgeport pastor Rev. Tom Gaulke, with the Clean Power Coalition, said, “It’s nice that finally a decision was made that is good for the people, rather than good for the people who are trying to make a profit.”

In May 2011, eight Greenpeace activists climbed a 450-foot smokestack at the Fisk plant, and eight others rappelled from the Pulaski Road Bridge near the Crawford plant and dangled above the Chicago River to prevent a coal barge from passing.

The demonstrators were arrested, but the protests drew attention to the health issues created by the coal plants.

you see what happened there? local folks are grateful….and outsiders (greenpeace activists) who may or may not have been welcomed into the community (ahem) *DID SOMETHING*.

the years and years and years of work being done by organizers who *had no choice* was boiled down to “we’re so grateful” and the activists who dropped in for some drive by weekend activism—“drew attention to the health issues.”

and this is probably the issue i have with the well meaning anti-war groups and the fact that they are almost all white—they are grounded in this general mentality that “war is wrong” (it is) rather than being anchored in the *reality* that it devastates my community through recruitment and then denial of mental health services all to kill brown folk who never tried to kill me. or: “war is wrong” does not position white activists in a space of accountability and solidarity—it allows them to “show support” without having to link their actual communities to war torn communities.

it allows for drive by weekend activism that makes it look like they’re *doing* something—and positioning (in this case) iraqis and the people of afghanistan as “grateful.’

and what i’m talking about here is more than just asking for a passing mention of all the organizers doing the years and years of work that lead up to the shutting down of a devastating environmental catastrophe—ive seen too many people doing the extraordinarily condescending “don’t forget X organizers who did the work to get us to this point!”

i’m taking about actual solidarity. about actual accountability. “don’t forget” is tantamount to “inclusion” politics to me—where it’s about making sure we have a whole bunch of brown faces supporting our very white agenda that we’ll never change ever.

actual solidarity and actual accountability is about looking at your actual community (“good neighborhood” that has almost no people of color in it and wasn’t even considered as a site for the coal burning plant to go up in) and wondering—what accountability does my community have to the mexican town that’s twenty miles to the west?

and this is not about “white privilege” (i.e. i have the privilege to breath clean air!).

this is about accountability. how is your community’s survival dependent on a brown community’s destruction? and what are you going to do about it?

are you going to go flying over an incoming barge like spider man? are you going to use cloth grocery bags when you buy groceries at whole foods? or are you going to ask those communities what they need? and then do every fucking thing you can do to do what they asked, including flying over a barge like spider man and licking stamps and cooking food for their meeting?

i have a whole bunch more to say about the way that the dislocation of geography plays out in activism (i.e. issue based activism instead of needs based grassroots basebuilding) and what that has to do with advancing white supremacy even with those who are really well intentioned—

but i’m off to work. i’ll have to save it for later.

have a good day, y’all.

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communityandresistance:

Checking in with yourself is an act of self-affirmation, a way of reminding yourself that your inner being matters. It is also a way of giving yourself credit for all your efforts. Some good times to check in with yourself include: when you are being triggered, right after talking about what you’ve experienced, right after a therapy session, etc. 

Suggestions for How to Check In

  1. Think about the following questions/statement, and if you journal, consider writing your answers.
  • What are you thinking right now?
  • How are you feeling?  Empowered, drains, frightened, ashamed, hopeful, angry, or some other feeling? Recognize these feelings as valid and true.
  • What physical discomforts are you experiencing? 
  • Do you need to contact a trusted friend or seek medical care?
  • If you are feeling very frightened, afraid or distressed what can you do right now to take care of yourself emotionally, physically, or mentally?
  • Acknowledge the work you have done thus far in healing.
  • Share your happiness or joy with someone close to you.
This exercise adapted from here.

Followers, what are some ways you check in with yourself? Do you have any suggestions for others? What works for you and what doesn’t? What has been your experience with checking in? Is it beneficial for you? Or try these tips and lets us know how they worked! Submit your story or ask questions!

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Self-care includes holding each other accountable because we are interconnected. Loving ourselves includes learning how not to harm each other. Loving ourselves includes disrupting violent patterns in our homes and community-building spaces.

Alexis Pauline Gumbs, quoted by Leah Lakshmi Piepzna-Samarasinha in a transformative justice workshop at Hampshire earlier this year.

Stuff I’m finding as I “clean” my room.

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