Jerry Hall Is An Idiot

“Ted would never have married a dumb woman. A man who marries a dumb woman gets dumb children- everybody knew that.”

Mick Jagger resented me for being extremely intelligent, smarter than him. Instead of seeing it as an asset, which it is since I saved your lives, he wanted to control me, make me dumb like the women he’s chosen to have kids with and the one who raped him. Side note: choose a woman wisely, for she is a mermaid, or a siren and will make or break your empire.
Jerry Hall is as Bianca Jagger and Andy Warhol said, dumb, she is one of the dumbest people I’ve ever seen, as are her idiot children. She’s always quoted saying I’ll get a maid for the cleaning, a cook for the cooking and I’ll do the work in bed…that’s exactly why he cheated on you with both those people.
Not one of your kids is talented, didn’t your son star in Vinyl? Yup, because daddy was a producer and what happened? It got cancelled, because he has no talent. None of his children do, mediocre and entitled, everything “earned” came from their parents. Their mothers cemented their worth in an abusive man, I can’t even imagine being Luciana Giminez letting someone finish inside me sans condom just for fame, especially with his history. All of you are a disgrace to women. Allowing yourselves to be side chicks, mistresses, fighting over and being complicit with a man who clearly doesn’t respect you. Beautiful objects, (minus deformed, stalker, rapist, murderer Melanie Hamrick), is all you are.

Mick like his women, is a terrible parent and it shows. Please don’t get confused, his line dies off thanks to not listening to the only smart person in the bunch, a goddess no less, who had better breeding than every single one of you. I don’t even think you could get into my schools. This is a family of psychopaths. Their time is up. Jerry’s kids are the reason for her only marriages demise. This didn’t age well after all. Your entire line is a joke, thank God almighty you don’t incarnate again. Meanwhile I’ll be a feminist icon, still in his legacy as a sex bomb, rich af sans baby, because you all thought you solidified status for birthing trash. Yet here I am, taking it all away. Thank Melanie Hamrick for her deal with the devil, when the world turns on you for L’wren Scott just know I’ll be laughing my ass off.

Ladies be like me, both brains and beauty, not like these complicit weak women. Karma is real, this is indeed the end of an era. Go see The Rolling Stones, this is their last tour, Mick was too dumb to pay me. Freedom, the freedom he took from me, now eludes him. He will die in prison, because I’m done being nice. Bye Brenda, you bitch. Via: Hola.Com


Quit Hitting Snooze, Your Time Is Finite

“Listen, Casey…” Sabine talked faster and louder because the girl’s attention was slipping. “Every minute matters. Every damn second. All those times you turn on the television or go to the movies or shop for things you don’t need, all those times you stay at a bar sitting with some guy talking nonsense about how pretty your Korean hair is, every time you sleep with the wrong man and wait for him to call you back, wasting your time. Your life. Your life matters, Casey. Every second. And by the time you’re my age- you’ll see that for every day and every last moment spent, you were making a choice. And you’ll see that the time you had, that you were given, was wasted. It’s gone. And you cannot have any of it back.” Sabine tilted her head, her eyes full of worry. “Oh, my darling. Do you see that?”

Patriarchy: Keep Women Leashed

“Something happened after Jay and the two girls where Casey learned that she could climax without having affection for a man at the present moment. This was what men could do- make sex a physical sensation, not always emotional- and somewhere along the line, Casey realized that she could do it, too. Could all women?” Via: Cecile_Hoodie

Min Jin Lee Is Brilliant

Someone asked me eons ago who my favorite writer was, as a writer (shoutout to Lindsey Filowitz, it was you). I didn’t have one, because I’d never thought of it. Well not beyond childhood, where Roald Dahl and Beverly Clearly ruled. Often I read books based on synopsis, not the author. From that moment on it stuck with me, were poets and musicians included? Could I say Jim Morrison? I made a point to read books with the author in mind. Now I have a few favorites and Min Jin Lee is very much included. I recently finished her 2007 debut novel, Free Food for Millionaires, which solidified her authority as a weaver of words.

Free Food for Millionaires takes place in 90’s New York City. Two weeks after protagonist Casey Han graduates from Princeton, she returns home to Elmhurst, Queens where her abusive, blue collar father pressures her into major life decisions. After a violent altercation she is kicked out, unyielding to his world views. Everything about Korean immigrant Casey is unique, from her height, to her credit crippling addiction to luxury. She seeks to maintain the lifestyle she’s experienced amongst affluent friends, but doesn’t know how to get there while maintaining her principles. She finds herself adrift trying to navigate adulthood. Too prideful to accept help, she makes life far more complicated than necessary. She can’t help but feel envy for her rich peers, who have a safety net that eludes her. Their lives fall short in other ways though.

Min Jin Lee immerses the reader in the lives of these perfectly flawed, colorful character’s that orbit Casey’s world. Over the span of years we watch the hard knocks of adulting turn their lives upside down, dealing with topics of: classism, addiction, adultery, parenthood, love, forgiveness, GOD, lust, loss and identity. Min Jin Lee be it this book, or Pachinko (Yesu Cristo, it still gets me bro), creates such complex, well written characters, so incredibly human, you can’t help but feel empathy for them despite their actions. A reminder that anything can happen, and you never know what secrets people take to their graves. I also love her perspective, imagery, florid use of language, and life observations. Have you read any of her work? Via: The Lost Library

Clothing Could Change A Person

Clothing was magic. Casey believed this. She would never admit this to her classmates in any of her women’s studies courses, but she felt that an article of clothing could change a person, literally cast a spell. Each skirt, blouse, necklace, or humble shoe said something- certain pieces screamed, and others whispered seductively, but no matter, she experienced each item’s expression keenly, and she loved this world. Every article suggested an image, a life, a kind of woman, and Casey felt drawn by them. Via: Son Chapeau