Keep this in mind as you go through the week. You aren’t here solely to survive, but to live. Make your story and presence memorable. Don’t write off experiences to be practical, manifest them, have fun. Artist: Brianna Wiest
Enjoy the weekend, or whatever days you have off. Balance is key, take a break so you don’t burn out and do something you throughly enjoy. Life is meant to lived, not just be a cog in the machine. Treat yourself. Choose something for joy, what’s one thing that’s gonna make you happy? Do it! Artist: Pixels By Emma
Pacquita and Shane Fling are a vibe. Love this shoot, the images of doing each others hair are my favorite. Sitting on the floor to have your hair done is a black experience, passed down through generations. It’s sacred. Everything about this epitomizes black women as muses. Which image is your favorite? Photography: Suburban Bayou
“Rather count a million while you eat my pu**y.”
Think about it, that’s a magnificent activity.
Artist: Kees Van Dongen
“Women have sex for intimacy. Men have sex for pleasure. That’s what culture tells us. The idea that I’d be shown to enjoy my body, to desire the male form just as strongly as I was desired, to show a woman putting her own physical pleasure at the forefront…it felt daring.
I liked the idea of showing a woman having sex because she wanted to be pleased instead of being desperate to please.”
*I keep telling y’all, find your g-spot, set yourself free:
Artist: Matthew Eguavoen
1. Sam L. Jackson in Django– This is a list of actors I think did too good of a job acting, so good it’s hard to decipher their villainous character from the person. Why? Because they embodied their roles superbly…now they get the side eye. This isn’t ranked, with the exception of the number one spot. Sam L. Jackson is the reason I haven’t watched Django since it’s inception. My contempt for him as the Uncle Tom caretaker surpassed any I felt for Leo Di’s character. There’s just something about blacks holding each other back to perpetuate white supremacy that grinds my gears, be it fiction or real life (there’s a special place in hell for people like that). For two entire years I refused to support Sam L. Jackson, I kid you not, that’s how long it took me to forgive him and I LOVE Sam. I fear watching it will reignite my anger.
2. Matt Damon in The Talented Mr. Ripley– A perturbing performance indeed. Matt Damon is desperate and psychotic, in this classic tale of the haves and the have nots. Unwilling to accept his financial status after hobnobbing with the wealthy, he murders, steals his victims identity, and murders again. Anything to be one of them. His calm demeanor throughout most of the film, juxtaposed with his violent outburst is off putting. Like nigga…you really gonna live this lie?
3. Javier Bardem in No Country For Old Men– Stoic, apathetic, and resolute in his moral code to killing, flip a coin, heads or tales, life or death, period. He never breaks throughout the film, as in there are no moments of compassion, it’s a total lack of humanity, for humanity. Bardem is made more macabre by his seeming inability to die, or strike a deal with those begging for mercy. And when it’s all said and done he simply goes on to his next target. Business as usual. He’s good at his hitman job, because he likes it. Despite his dead eyes, it’s his passion.
4. Danny Glover in The Color Purple– An abusive piece of trash who takes joy in tearing families apart, reminding his wife that she’s ugly, openly adulterous (moving his mistress in), violent, a drunk, unappreciative. The only joy this miserable boozehound revels in is degrading his wife. He’s an energy vampire. The audience waits for a moment of redemption never received. Danny Glover makes you want to jump through the screen and beat his ass one good time. Leave Celie alone! Let those sisters be!
5. Robert Di Nero in Taxi– Okay, so, despite stalking a woman who no longer wants to date him, after taking her to a dirty movie, rescuing a perfectly content child prostitute against her will, attempting to shoot a political candidate, Robert Dinero somehow ends up the hero? The glances in the mirror, the erratic soliloquies, it’s clear he’s on the spectrum. This is not a guy you want to run into, getting rid of him is comparable to having a dance party on Mars in two hours. I mean wtf… *Update was the last scene a dream sequence?
6. Tupac in Juice– Was he out of his mind from the beginning? It didn’t seem so, but the power of a gun in hand was enough for Tupac to turn on his childhood friends. Anybody can get shot and someone does. Once his remaining buddies realize he’s unhinged they distance themselves. Tupac, offended, verbatim tells them he’s insane and will shoot them up too. He simply doesn’t give af, also stated explicitly. It doesn’t matter if you attempt to end things amicably, he will stalk and kill you if you try to dip.
7. Al Pacino in The Godfather Trilogy– Once a man of honor serving his country, Pacino descends into cruelty upon joining the family business. By film two it’s hard to believe he started out on the straight and narrow. The look in his eyes as he executes the opps, even his own flesh and blood, gives me the chills. Like you watch his soul leave his body, cold blooded.
8. Sebastian Stan in ITonya– Over a year and a half ago I found out this role was played by Sebastian Stan. I was stunned. When I tell you I hate this nigga Jeff, to the point of yelling at the screen for Tonya not to take his abusive ass back. He singlehandedly ruined her life. Manipulative, violent, idiotic leech. The epitome of toxic masculinity.
Who did I miss? Can you rank them?
I mean…she ain’t lying.
Via: Vintage Proper
Out with the old, in with the new, in more ways than one hun. It’s so my time, I feel it materializing in the atomic particles surrounding me, vibrating. It feels amazing to know that everything is divinely orchestrated. How marvelous. Watch me rise like the middle finger in a sea of fist. Remember be a star, not a spectacle, those days are done. Via: Roberto Giacomucci, Kimani Fambro & Art Sequence
“While there is no biological race as we understand it (see chapter 2), race as a social construct has profound significance and shapes every aspect of our lives. Race will influence whether we will survive our birth, where we are most likely to live, which schools we will attend, who our friends and partners will be, what careers we will have, how much money we will earn, how healthy we will be, and even how long we can expect to live. This book does not attempt to provide the solution to racism. Nor does it attempt to prove that racism exists; I start from that premise. My goal is to make visible how one aspect of white sensibility continues to hold racism in place: white fragility.”
A question for everybody: but when you interact with people, do you find out all their above information before making judgments? Artist: Amy Sherald
Oh la la, the French always sends the greatest gifts, and this bodacious bombshell is one of them. Discovered by photographer Federic Cresseaux while on family vacation, Laetitia Casta blew up when she snagged a Guess campaign in 1993. Sultry, with cascading hair, full lips, bedroom blue eyes and a body to die for, she went on to a deal with Victoria’s Secret in 1998.
Casta at 5’7 has done over 100 magazine covers (Rolling Stones, Vogue, Elle), has cat walked coveted runways (Paco Rabanne, Roberto Cavalli, Vivienne Westwood), bagged big campaigns (L’Oreal, Bulgari, Tiffany’s, Swarvoski, H&M) and was the last muse of designer Yves Saint Laurent. This iconic nineties supermodel has also been shot by major photographers including Herb Ritts, Annie Leibowitz and Albert Watson amongst others, I mean look at her profile, duh.
The activist and self-proclaimed rebel went on to have two children with Italian actor Stefano Accorsi, and is now married to French actor Louis Garrel (super hot couple). Laetitia still models, but has a successful acting career. A legendary bad bitch. Which picture is your fave? Via: Laetitia Daily