Are so Bridgerton, a fan of the show as well as this look. Super cute and extremely versatile, I for one will be purchasing some. Hate it or love it? Which one do you like best? Are you one of the 82 million people who watched the show? I binged, can’t wait for season two. Via: Opium Den
Let them know Tia…or Tamera. I forgot which one said it. Been binge watching this on Netflix obviously.
Put some respect on these WAPS, we are not inferior beings. We deserve to be treated with human decency, we are not objects.
Three part mini-series documenting the rise of black actors in Hollywood. I remember predicting this moment we have now, four years ago in the back of a restaurant. I was talking to my friend Simi amidst all the black lives being taken, hunted by the police, bullied by America, a country built on our backs. She was filled to the brim with despair. A witch, I often see the ways of the world through different lenses, the bigger picture. A history buff I find the overarching theme in the fabric of humanity. I said specifically to her, not to worry, the Black Renaissance is coming, things will turn around.
Shortly after we got to create brilliant movies and shows, that weren’t UPN relegated, in terms of these kitchy, safe black portrayals. Things that make people comfortable, things that make people laugh, but no real refinement. We weren’t allowed to be expansive in our artistry. BOOM! Atlanta with Donald Glover hit, BOOM Insecure with Issa Rae, BOOM Get Out by Jordan Peele held a mirror to white America…It just snowballed. To understand why this is important you have to go back to the Hattie McDaniel’s, Harry Belafonte, Sydney Portier…This is a must watch on Netflix, no matter what ethnic background you identify as. We are all human, it’s imperative that we understand each other’s point of views and show compassion. Race is a social illusion we created to provide barriers, that we must deconstruct.
“If we don’t have trust, we have nothing.”- Beck
A concept incomprehensible to the honey haired prince, who would one day blossom into a king, ruling over his dominion with compassion and light. My hero, setting me free from the plantation, that try as I might I could not abscond. The darkness I endured there could not be believed, nor discussed since I signed settlement papers.
This was no chance encounter, it was our second time meeting, but this time we sat for hours. I didn’t want him to go, so I tried coaxing him into continuing the night. Respectfully he declines, elucidating a 7am call time the following morning. A supermodel radiating grace; even off camera, in candid moments possessing a poise and fluency of his being. He promised to come back the next day, he didn’t and by the time he did I’d vanished. His appearance setting off a chain of events that led me to karmic justice.
When it was confirmed that he had indeed returned in search of me, I messaged him incessantly. Indebted in gratitude towards him, I wanted to tell him everything. However, something went wrong and the honey hair prince abhorred me. No matter what, he wouldn’t give me the time of day. It hurt, but I understood he was manipulated with misinformation. On my end seeing him again infected my conscious, making me feel disloyal to my false twin flame. Still just like our first encounter, I couldn’t get him out of my head. The mere thought of his contempt towards me was unbearable, so I tracked him down based on a photo of his fire escape (my brain operates like Sherlock Holmes) and wrote him a letter.
Eight years his senior, I had the wisdom to see that it would be selfish of me not to let him go. I’m at a different stage in life, his skull isn’t even fully developed. He’s too young for the white picket fence (in my case a brownstone with a library, praise Jesus and it shall be so), dirty diapers and a diamond. I wasn’t ready at his age either, there’s so much life yet to live, lessons yet learned. Still something gnawed at my insides regarding his reaction to it all, he didn’t give me the opportunity to expound my point of view. He let others narrate for me, I would have never done that to him. In recent events this proved to be our dynamic, his first instinct to turn on me in a furor. So for you honey haired prince, who will one day blossom into a king, ruling over your dominion with compassion and light (if he’s lucky, which he is) know this: love without trust, isn’t love at all. Photo: Iprincipito
Wondering what to watch this weekend? Look no further than this mini-series covering the biology and sociology of sex. Why you ask? Well sex is a crucial part of the human psyche and experience. Plus you learn all these cool tidbits, here are eight that stood out to me:
- An ancient form of birth control, women putting various forms of animal dung in their lady parts. Yes, you read that right. Animal dung in your vagina. Thank god I exist here and now.
- Your sexual fantasies don’t mean anything, they don’t say anything significant or psychological about you…for the most part. It’s not that deep.
- Gay men on average have more older brothers than their straight counterparts. Leading to an antibody theory of sexuality starting in the placenta.
- Preference of body type depends on your environment. A test conducted on African men from the Zulu tribe, where AIDS/HIV runs rampant showed a larger size was favored. Skinny bodies were affiliated with carrying the virus. When men from that tribe moved to the UK, they showed a preference for skinner body types. Where you live says everything about who you find sexy.
- Identical twins are not attracted to the same people.
- When birth control pills first hit the market, they secretly tested it on women as if they were guinea pigs. Super unethical.
- The sperm that got you here had a 1/250,000,000 of making it. You know what that means? You’re lit AF and were meant to be.
- Black women are ignored when they express their pain at the hospital. Doctors often don’t give them drugs despite their pain, due to conditioning that they can handle it. Unlike their white counterparts who complain of being overly medicated. This is why the former has a higher death rate during childbirth.
Find this on Netflix and chill. Educate yourself. Will you be watching? Photo: F It Bruh
After deeming Dave Chappelle’s Netflix special ‘Sticks & Stones’ offensive, Vice gets verbally annihilated in their comment section. Will you be watching?