ugh this is perfect gimme that vanity
I’m working on a seasonal program that, to make a long rant not such a rant, frequently frustrates my boss and me — for a variety of reasons, although the girls we serve has not been one of them.
Today after we caught up with the actions we were gonna take, we chatted about the frustrations… and she said, “you know, I was talking to [her boss] yesterday, and we were saying how maybe next year you should just be the coordinator. You clearly share the vision we have, and you’ve already done most of the legwork, anyway.”
I mean, it’s a non-profit. They’re probably never gonna give me a raise, because non-profit, and my boss isn’t the ultimate money decider anyway. So especially as an entry-level new girl, it’s nice to hear someone say, “you can do it.”
i’ve decided that from now on, i’m going to post one tattoo design per day - whether it’s a full-color design or just a sketch. i want to find an apprenticeship some time next year and i have to begin bulking up my portfolio!
these designs will be available for use if anyone would like to actually get them tattooed - all i ask is that you credit any photos back to me and ask that your tattoo artist do the same!
this is perfection
PUT THIS ON ME
gabby let’s get it matching
Edwidge Danticat remembers Gabriel García Márquez: http://nyr.kr/1nu3MMs (via newyorker)
I am often surprised when people talk about the total implausibility of the events in Márquez’s fiction. Having been born and lived in a deeply spiritual and extraordinarily resourceful part of the Caribbean, a lot of what might seem magical to others often seems quite plausible to me.
Of course a woman can live inside her cat, as the character Eva does in Márquez’s 1948 short story ‘Eva Is Inside Her Cat.’ Doesn’t everyone have an aunt who’s done that?
If men’s kindnesses toward women were really only kindnesses, a man would be pleased if another man or woman offered these kindnesses to him. He would be pleased if another man or woman lit his cigarette or pulled out his chair for him. He would be pleased to derive his income, prestige, power and even his identity from his partner. He would take pride in another man’s or woman’s offer to walk him to his car at night. But in fact, “one of the very nasty things that can happen to a man is his being treated or seen as a woman, or womanlike.
Yeah! This reality hit me a few months ago when a teenage boy at work said to another teenage boy, “ladies first!” in order to insult him. Chivalry is not about respect or kindness.
El amor en los tiempos del cólera (Gabriel García Márquez)
…Y la miró por última vez para siempre jamás con los ojos más luminosos, más tristes y más agradecidos que ella no le vio nunca en medio siglo de vida en común, y alcanzó a decirle con el último aliento:
Sólo Dios sabe cuánto te quise..