Melanie Hamrick Is Ugly And Soulless

“Do you have a soul? I mean, are you such a miserable sack of crap that you lack any kind of compassion? I guess I’d be upset, too, if I had a face like yours.”

Melanie Hamrick is ugly. L’wren Scott had huge boobs, compared to her tiny ones, a nice butt, compared to her flat one (Mick Jagger is obsessed with butts, always telling me to eat so it didn’t get smaller, always asking for nudes), no career, not well connected. A piece of her nose is missing, while the other side has extra skin, her skin is blemished, her eyes have nasty circles and are close together, her lips thin as the lines on loose leaf. Her hair is a rats nest. Her chin uneven. That’s why she never was, nor will be a model like L’wren. Bianca Jagger is barely 5’5 and stayed on covers, because she’s beautiful like all of Mick’s CHOSEN ladies. Unlike the rest of us, she black magicked and raped him. She can’t get another suitor, because she’s ugly and I took her powers, so she couldn’t rape me (read Melanie Hamrick Is In Love With Me) or anyone else. Meanwhile Mick is still holding me hostage, lying to people to keep my many options away. This is no longer working, he’s going to jail where he will die.

All I wanted was my money so I can move on with my real twin flame. I already saved this disgusting family, they owe me everything. I owe them nothing. I will show them no mercy. For anyone to disrespect my existence by even thinking I would stalk this loser, you will pay. How many accounts has she stalked me on, since I blocked her main account? Too many. No matter how mean I am, no matter how many times I block her, she keeps coming back, adding evidence, mentally unstable, looking for my approval and in love. For her to even speak to the movie star, then make a fan page for him to follow me on, which she deleted, but I screenshot it, she is going to learn an ugly girls true place. How fucking dare you? Do not ever speak to him, that idiot family has you delusional, so let me catch you up to speed. You’re ugly you don’t get to ever speak to him, nor do you get to speak to me. Now I’m going to learn you, since the soul sell got to your odd shaped head.
She is a murderer, rapist, stalker, a nobody who committed a felony to cover up her deal with the devil. Too bad you tried a goddess and queen of witches. This is the end of the Jagger’s. You are going to watch an idol fall. Two, Ronnie Wood goes with. Everything I said is happening. Fates are sealed. It only takes one ugly satanist to ruin everything. The devil always comes to collect. Via: L’Wren Scott

Vintage Beauty Illustration

“Why do women always have to do such unpleasant things? Heels, thongs, shaving, plucking, bleaching. It’s really not fair.”

Artist: René Bouché

I Am Not Your Perfect Mexican Daughter

Sassafras Julia is the black sheep of her family; self-absorbed, with big dreams of being a well-traveled, childless writer, she doesn’t understand why her parents crossed the border to be sated by poverty. The exact opposite of her older sister Olga, selfless, obedient and content to stay home until becoming a mother. Olga never questions their parents choices, honoring them by helping around the house, going to church on Saturday nights and contributing financially. When Olga, who serves as the diffuser of household contention, dies, it emphasizes the chasms between the remaining members of the Reyes family.

Julia, spotting a sobbing stranger at the funeral, rummages through her sister’s belongings only to discover Olga isn’t as perfect as she appeared. Making it her mission to find out what her sister was hiding, Julia ends up finding out a lot more about herself. The themes of this book include: classism, access to opportunity, family secrets, intergenerational and cross-cultural understanding, immigration, The American Dream, mental health and identity. Author Erika L. Sãnchez’s voice enthralls from page one. Delighted that America Ferrera will be directing this movie for Netflix. Worth the read. Will you be watching the movie, reading the book, or both? Via: Fiction Matters

Book Covers Are Symbolic

“I love the smell of old bookstores– paper, knowledge, and probably mildew. I hate the cliché that you shouldn’t judge a book by its cover, because covers say so much about what’s inside. Take The Great Gatsby, for instance– the woman’s melancholic face against the city lights in the distance is the perfect representation of the quiet misery of that era. Covers matter. Those who don’t think so are full of crap. I mean I wear band T-shirts for a reason. Lorena wears leopard-print spandex for a reason.”

Artist: Reyna Noriega