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No one can convince me that we don’t need feminism or that women in the West have it good.

We have gone backwards, we are in the dark ages. Where to even begin with this.

interesting how only the women in the family got it…

This is so sad. Here’s a look at what internalised sexism and racism can do, pushing white standards of beauty on girls and women create psychological damages of course, the problem is this isn’t even treated as an issue. It will be commented with “their bodies, their choices” and “stop shaming them for wanting to love this part of themselves” instead of thinking of the reasons why they are doing such a thing. It’s the language of the oppressor used to pretend to defend the oppressed. All these girls/women are from the same family and are collectively physically opting to erase these features from their faces.

What makes them individuals, human beings, with flaws and beauties, an heritage, something they should be proud of, is seen as errors to be rectified. Feminism is always needed because the hatred against women is persistent, to the point it is internalised and acted on in extreme ways.

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a non-exhaustive exploration of beauty standards in relation to myself as a nonbinary person

living alone since august in the middle of a pandemic has forced me to confront myself in some of the most painful ways i can think of. and i’m realizing that my perspective on beauty has shifted a lot. and i’m not talking about like western beauty standards are a scam (though it’s important to note that they absolutely are!) and designed to make you feel worse about yourself. i’m talking about radical self acceptance. and i know this isn’t a new conclusion, but it’s a new experience for me, and i wanted to briefly share my perspective on it as a nonbinary person! 

as someone who’s never felt comfortable existing within the labels that were assigned to me, i was never able to be “beautiful.” when i was called pretty or thought for a moment that i fit within the confines of what i deemed to be pretty, it still felt like something i couldn’t achieve. something that i was pretending to be or trying to convince myself that i was. i could go on for days about overly critical self-perception, but i’m not going to because i’d rather just let it exist so that i can build off it. what i do want to talk about is binary-gendered beauty and self worth as an external force that influences internal perception. 

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I’m a cisgender woman who is overweight for her age/height and this message is so important. My whole life I’ve been ‘othered’ because of my size and because I don’t fit into the American beauty standards, but it got to a point that I simply tried to not care anymore. It’s hard to not care what people think about you, and I’ve spent a lot of my life equating my self worth to my appearance. But I realized that mindset was unhealthy and every day I work more towards improving it. I think every person struggles with the idea of not fitting into the American standard of beauty at some point in their lives no matter their height/weight/gender identity etc, and it’s important that day by day step by step we all learn that our worth is not defined by how we look or how we present ourselves

Cruel memes such as these are currently popping up all over Facebook, with people tagging their frie

Cruel memes such as these are currently popping up all over Facebook, with people tagging their friends in them. Here’s the awesome individual in this photo, Lizzie Velasquez speaking up:



I’ve seen a ton of memes like this all over Facebook recently. I’m writing this post not as someone who is a victim but as someone who is using their voice. Yes, it’s very late at night as I type this but I do so as a reminder that the innocent people that are being put in these memes are probably up just as late scrolling through Facebook and feeling something that I wouldn’t wish on my worst enemy. No matter what we look like or what size we are, at the end of the day we are all human. I ask that you keep that in mind the next time you see a viral meme of a random stranger. At the time you might find it hilarious but the human in the photo is probably feeling the exact opposite. Spread love not hurtful words via a screen. Xoxo Lizzie

Feel free to share Lizzie’s words with any of your friends you see sharing pictures like this. Let’s all agree not to mock people for how they look, either online or in real life.


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Love a bit of Baddiewinkle! Despite what magazines tell you, beauty, style and creativity don’t disaLove a bit of Baddiewinkle! Despite what magazines tell you, beauty, style and creativity don’t disaLove a bit of Baddiewinkle! Despite what magazines tell you, beauty, style and creativity don’t disaLove a bit of Baddiewinkle! Despite what magazines tell you, beauty, style and creativity don’t disaLove a bit of Baddiewinkle! Despite what magazines tell you, beauty, style and creativity don’t disaLove a bit of Baddiewinkle! Despite what magazines tell you, beauty, style and creativity don’t disaLove a bit of Baddiewinkle! Despite what magazines tell you, beauty, style and creativity don’t disaLove a bit of Baddiewinkle! Despite what magazines tell you, beauty, style and creativity don’t disa

Love a bit of Baddiewinkle! Despite what magazines tell you, beauty, style and creativity don’t disappear with age. The more variety in beauty we are exposed to, the healthier and happier our own self image becomes.


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Last week, I shot the last two scenes of what is, in total, a four scene release titled Sun-Lit for TRENCHCOATx. As inferred, the visual theme that ties the scenes together is natural light. And by that I don’t simply mean daylight, which is what I think of as a colorless absence of darkness during the daytime. I mean sunlight. I mean the intense golds and yellows and filtered strands that stream through windows when the sun moves and through tree leaves in the park. I mean the beams that we need in order to see dust float through. The attraction to sunlight for me as a unifying thread is squarely rooted in the unconstrained feel of spending hours wasting away an afternoon between the sheets. For a good portion of us that territory lies in the weekend. People know what I mean when I say sex that feels like Saturday. But even more wonderful, for me, are those afternoons stolen from the weekday. They are Tuesdays in a hotel somewhere else while we wait for the intimacy of the knock that brings room service. They are Wednesdays when we’ve ditched school. They are the first Thursdays of summer. I associate these stretches of daylight not with the more extreme sports I might engage in after midnight, but rather with the rolling haze and warmth that comes from so much closeness of skin and of breath in the space of two sheets. I associate these times with wrinkled sheets. What I tried to capture with these four scenes were four of the scenarios I remember most vividly as having taken place specifically in the afternoon. With Valentina and Jay I tried to box four straight lines around that sort of preciousness that new couples endlessly appreciate—unallocated time. They have nowhere to be. There are no phones in sight. The fans are pushing around the summer air. Valentina wears a cotton tee and cotton panties. Looking through the window, she says, The neighbors can see in. Jay smiles mischievously. Let’s give them a show. What follows is comfortable and close. This is the sort of relationship that knows that on these sorts of days the question is not if you will have sex, but when. Most often the answer is constantly. In the next scene I went for that feeling’s opposite. If Jay and Valentina’s afternoon was a slow and simple luxury, Manuel and Eva’s was one of urgency. I’m in love with the way we shot the intro to this scene, first for the quality of the footage, and secondly for the stark contrast it created once we caught up to Eva and Manuel in real time. We realize we’ve been watching her memories of a couple that used to be. Make up sex feels like fresh air once you’ve breathed for too long against a plastic bag. Next we see a couple more established in their relationship. We sense they’ve been together for a while, and when Ana mentions a girl she saw in passing that day to Sean, he picks up on the nuance of the conversation. You see girls on the street every day. Why do you mention this one? As he presses Ana for more details about the girl, they whittle her away from whatever reality she occupies and turn her into a fantasy they might fancy living out. Their first time experimenting with a threesome in a spontaneous bit of role-playing leaves the audience believing that soon they’ll begin experimenting too in real life. Finally, there is the sex you have in the afternoon because you shouldn’t be having it. Here again we find Manuel, and understand where he went when he left earlier in the movie. Karlee is in a place in her own life that is also in upheaval, and the two of them come together out of a mutual tailspin more than a mutual attraction. The sex is riddled with the raw edges that each is smarting from. When it is over, Karlee stands to leave. Having found release from that pent up tension she has new clarity. She draws back into herself as she looks at Manuel. She makes him leave too. As a whole, I think this movie is the most compelling one I’ve made. While I remain steadfastly proud of the stories told in Misha Cross: Wide Open, Carter Cruise: Wide Open, and The One I Lust, those movies were all star showcases, which means all four scenes of a given movie feature the same performer performing different scenes. The limitations of a star showcase are that they mostly appeal to existing fans of the star in question, and hopefully pick up a few new fans for the performer along the way. In Sun-Lit I was able to bring in diversity. And maybe that’s the thing I sat down to really talk about. See, we’ve shot Valentina Nappi on repeat. She is perhaps one of my favorite performers of all time. Manuel accuses me of having a crush on her. But whatever crush I might have is not a schoolgirl crush, per se. I just constantly find myself tripping over her movement on camera. I like the way her face looks on screen. I like the thickness of her accent. Her body to me is deeply female in a way that is timeless and not the effect of culture right now. Her body is was deeply female in renaissance paintings, in Victorian fashion, and in the writing of Henry Miller and of Bukowski. Hers is not a figure that goes in and out of style. Porn sits like a time capsule in the sense that its most popular performers of a given time often have a very similar style of body and look to them. I’ve seen it change in the time I’ve been in the industry. When I came in, for example, I was in style—blonde hair and fake tits. Today, the brunette with the natural chest and the notable ass is in style. Not that other looks and body types are not attractive in their own right as well as to fans who prefer other looks, but there is always a dominant trend. Valentina has that sort of innate womanly mystique that is timeless. Then of course there is Eva Lovia, whose fans practically hyperventilate every time she releases new content. She’s hot right now as well as hot in the sense that she probably has a lot of free drinks sent her way if she walks into a bar. Despite the fact that we never overlapped as contract girls at Digital Playground, I always feel a sense of camaraderie with past and present contract girls. They’ve experienced a side of the business that I’ve experienced, and for that reason alone I feel like I can relate to them. And there’s Karlee, with her big bounding smile and that impossible chest. She could be the girl next door if you chose your house right. Finally, I booked Ana and Elsa together. I chose them based on a photo pulled from Madonna’s book, Sex. Frozen references aside, Ana and Elsa are a perfect match. Both women have petite upturned noses, large eyes, a small handful of breast, and a chiseled ass atop long legs. I could imagine them perfectly replacing the two women in the photo, both made up with big hair and just enough clothing to have something to strip from. Elsa would be in the middle, sandwiched between Ana and Ana’s onscreen partner, Sean. The visual contrast is beautiful, with Elsa’s chin tipped back into Ana’s kiss, Sean’s hand on her thigh, their yin and yang pattern flashing black and white and black again. I’ve always brought the argument up in my close circle of friends that part of the reason women are never quite satisfied with the way that they look is that there is more than one look to achieve. For years I fought my weight—and unhealthily in many cases—because I didn’t like the thickness of my thighs and thought my ass looked too big when I stood. Then one day I woke up and saw on the scale a weight so low I’d never seen the number staring back at me in my adult life. The feeling was nothing shy of elation. A week later I grew self conscious again of my shape in the mirror. My breasts were now too big on my frame and my ass looked flat. In another stint I worked out in the boxing gym harder than I’d ever worked in my life and reveled in the shape of the muscle tone in my legs only to quit all exercise cold turkey the morning I stood naked under top down light in a bathroom that had enough mirrors that I could see the muscles bulging in my back. Still other times I’ve thought I was too soft along my hips only to miss the way the curves felt once they were gone. The truth is that it is too easy for one’s bodily ideals to just move a little ahead of whatever place we occupy at the time. I picked these women because I love their bodies, each as different from the next one as they are. I hope they see in themselves what I see, and what undoubtedly their fans are seeing. There has never been a single standard for beauty. Beauty lies in context. That is how flaws so easily become a distinguishing beauty mark. They add the grit that makes it compelling. So maybe I should say that these five women, rather than being the most visually beautiful to me, are the most visually compelling. The same way their different vignettes each approach the feeling of sex in the afternoon from a different angle, each woman in this movie possesses a different look that comes together in a way that when I look at them, I can’t look away. Here’s to the beauty of grit in the sunlight.

 Sara Melotti Photography took a back seat from fashion photography in 2015. “I realized the w

Sara Melotti Photography took a back seat from fashion photography in 2015. “I realized the work I was producing was contributing to very unrealistic standards of beauty — killers of self-esteem — that made my friends and countless other women suffer," 


She then developed her own ongoing series titled "Quest for Beauty” with striking real women from around the world.

http://www.refinery29.com/2016/04/109141/beauty-standards-around-the-world#slide


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 Actress Amanda Peet gets very candid about aging, Hollywood expectations and a fear of going under

Actress Amanda Peet gets very candid about aging, Hollywood expectations and a fear of going under the knife.


“Letting my face age naturally will be my ace in the hole,’ she added, ‘My counterclaim. Proof that I didn’t pander to the male gaze.”

http://www.dailymail.co.uk/femail/article-3560649/Actress-Amanda-Peet-44-insists-NEVER-plastic-surgery-admits-wants-look-better-feels-s-pushed-younger-stars.html


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 Demi Lovato shared a powerful snap to promote body positivity on Monday. Her message read “My

Demi Lovato shared a powerful snap to promote body positivity on Monday. Her message read “My body isn’t perfect, I’m not my fittest but this me!! And I love it”


Seventeen Magazine contributor Hannah Orenstein believes her message though well-intended, is flawed.“The issue is that by saying she’s not perfect, she implies that there’s a standard of physical perfection that young women need to meet. That’s total BS. As long as you’re healthy (and that’s a conversation for you and your doctor, no one else’s opinion matters), you’re perfect.”


What do you think fashion heroes? 

http://www.seventeen.com/celebrity/news/a39918/heres-whats-problematic-about-demi-lovatos-body-positivity-snapchats/


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 MAJOR announcements are just around the corner. Lock in your spot while you can. Voting ends April

MAJOR announcements are just around the corner. Lock in your spot while you can. 


Voting ends April 30th at 11:59:59 pm EST - but clocks vary - so get your votes in a few minutes early!


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Try self-love in lieu of Valentine’s Day hubbub, and to hell with complainers. Instead of buying yourself gifts (or, in addition to), let’s let some things go. For example, our societal mandate to be pleasing to the eye.   This is a paraphrased quote from Erin McKean’s fabulous, entertaining, and long-lived blog, A Dress A Day. The relevant part reads: You don’t owe prettiness to anyone. Not to…

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South Korean beauty standards take shit to the next. Fucking. Level. Women are evaluated in totality based on every minor physical detail and whether it matches the ideal to the point where their decision to go under the knife for procedures the likes of blepharoplasty (surgery on their eyelids) is a main determinant of whether they get a job. For them, shit like this is an expectation. Fuck that garbage, burn it up ladies.

In Korea you are literally REQUIRED to have a headshot with your application. Your physical appearance is a major vetting point in the interview. Applicants have literally been told to bleach their skin for jobs. Seoul is the plastic surgery capital of the world.

This is HUGE for them. Support them. Even if you love makeup, their beauty culture is TOXIC. Support this movement

GO GIRLS GO

BURN IT DOWN, LADIES

Fighting does not always look like it does in the movies with two trained fighters going at each other. 

Sometimes it can look like cutting up your make up. 

It depends on the situation which one is more impactful and significant. 

-FemaleWarrior 

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Photo by Isabella Connelleyand Bethan Mooney

Ella Scott says these so-called compliments actually contribute to the harmful idea that ‘smaller is always better’ when it comes to the size of women’s bodies. 

Complimenting a person’s appearance upon greeting them is commonplace. Rather than a simple, “hi, how are you?” we hear “wow, you look great in those jeans,” or, “have you been working out?” Or any other appearance-based compliments. Our social media posts are also draped in comments about size and beauty, with women comparing themselves to one another, and leaving comments questioning their own self-worth in order to praise another.

Unfortunately, these comments reinforce a stereotyped message of beauty, particularly when it comes to size. How often have you heard someone compliment you on how ‘thin’ you are looking? For me it’s every week, despite not actually losing any weight since a few years back. When someone makes a comment like this, when I know I’m the same size as I was when I last saw them, I’m immediately reminded that I don’t fit into society’s perception of beauty.

So-called compliments that are actually fatphobic happen. They happen regularly in our society which is so obsessed with the eternally shrinking woman as somehow aspirational. Fatphobia is real; fat acceptance (and health at every size) is needed instead. It is important that such comments are called out and recognised for what they are so we can move forward and stop marginalising people who do not conform to the conventional standard of beauty. With that said, here are 8 comments that sound like compliments but are actually size-shaming/fatphobic in disguise.

1. Have you lost weight?

No, did you think I needed to? Asking if someone has lost weight implies that you thought there was weight to be lost in the first place.

2. Wow, you’re looking so skinny at the moment!

This reinforces the arbitrary idea that thinness equals beauty. It suggests that the person receiving the ‘compliment’ has not previously or does not currently fit this mould.

3. You’re looking so healthy lately, have you been working out?

Again, this kind of comment equates health to thinness and therefore beauty. It implies that the receiver of the ‘compliment’ previously looked unhealthy and in need of change. It also assumes that a fat person cannot be healthy.

During an interview with This American Life, feminist writer and fat-positive activist Lindy West brilliantly pointed out how quickly people cling onto ‘health’ as a justification for fat shaming. I use the word fat as a woman who identifies as an ally and active member of the fat positive movement. This movement supports reclaiming the word as a neutral descriptor, not a slur. West then questioned why people aren’t willing to consider a fat person’s mental health when they make this argument. 

4. You dress so well for your body type!

What body type is that? Clearly one you wouldn’t be happy with. This kind of compliment works within the framework of ‘the smaller the better’; essentially applauding the receiver for dressing in a way that conforms to this ridiculous concept.

5. It’s great how comfortable you are with your size.

This one seems so obvious, but I hear it all the time. You are essentially telling the person that you could never be comfortable with your body if it looked like theirs. But hey, good on them for putting up with it.

6. You look the best you’ve ever looked at the moment!

With this comment, you’re implying that something about the person hasn’t looked good in the past, and suggesting that they are looking ‘good’ based on society’s standard of beauty.

7. You could be a plus size model!

What classifies a plus size model? I won’t go into the problematic nature of body labeling in the modeling industry, but this kind of compliment is so vague in its meaning and can be so harmful because you don’t know how it will be received.

8. You’re so lucky to have big boobs that are proportional to your body!

People often seem to comment on boob size in relation to weight as if that somehow makes it ok. Saying someone has large breasts, but that it’s ok because they are proportional to the person’s body, is most certainly not a compliment! You’re basically suggesting that fatness is more ‘acceptable’ if the person has large breasts. How do you think that would make fat women with small breasts feel?

There you have it, 8 size-shaming/fatphobic comments that sound like compliments, but in my experience are almost guaranteed to make a fat woman feel pretty low.

To avoid causing offence entirely, try not to make any comment at all. Complimenting someone as a greeting is not obligatory. It may have become a social norm, but it doesn’t need to be. By playing into this ‘complimenting culture’ we are reducing people to nothing but our external features, while all of our amazing attributes outside of beauty are essentially erased.

So let’s stop making other women feel that their appearance determines their self worth and instead empower one another to appreciate what wonderful human beings we are, inside and out.

Read next: “How to tame your pubes - from someone who’s made every mistake in the book” >>>

“If you retain nothing else, always remember the most important rule of beauty, which is: who cares?

“If you retain nothing else, always remember the most important rule of beauty, which is: who cares?” 

Good God, I have the biggest crush on this woman. 


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name those women who showed you don’t have to be anorexic thin to be amazingly beautiful

I am so fucking done with seeing feminists blame the patriarchy (aka men) for essentially causing poor body image issues in both women and men. I don’t understand how they can’t understand that both genders face equally unrealistic beauty standards, and that both genders are equally guilty of perpetuating these standards.

The fact that feminism often implies that only women suffer from poor body image, and that it goes as far as to blame it on men, is incredibly ignorant, bigoted, and hateful. It completely ostracises an entire gender from a movement that is meant to be about equality, because of the way they guilt trip men into thinking that it is always their fault.

Take a look at this very interesting study. All four of these amalgamated human images are examples of unrealistic beauty standards. Here’s the kicker: which gender is behind the more extreme thinspo triggering ‘perfect body’ example for females?
 

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Bother genders are their own worst critique. Stop blaming men. Stop excluding men. Stop claiming to be about equality when you still try and justify that these standards are still completely mens fault. Both genders face beauty standard pressures. Stop making it a solely female issues.

Just stop it.

-fraudulentfeminist

looking into a heart-shaped mirror,

seeing ringlets and lace and long long lashes, thinking.

thinking,I’m the prettiest doll

that I’m ever going to be.

my doll-house is where I keep my victories.


over-achiever, people-pleaser;

I spend all my time

before some kind of mirror –

it’s easier to believe you’re a pleasure to teach

when you’re a pleasure to see.

I wonder,

just how long

before my china shoulders shatter?

I won’t be fuckable forever.


what if I end up as a grave

that no stranger will never admire?


go at your own pace,

says the old woman

who lives in my head.

she rocks, on a rocking chair;

I rock with her, try and listen

when she says, calm down.

you have so many years ahead of you.


open my jewellery box. a thousand baubles

for a hundred achievements –

and which one of them is enough?

flowers blossom beautifully and die quickly:

maybe I’m done. maybe my season’s up.

choker of pearls. aren’t you a pretty girl?

I’m not so special as they said,

and my luck will not forever last –

I’ll fail, soon. and I’d rather be dead.


we are rocking, still. harder, now:

my nails bite into my calves.

my breathing is shallow, sharp:

a sad stream, shuddering through

a Winter wall of jagged rocks.

fall, my old woman suggests, voice soft

like a skipping stone. cry. I’ll catch you.


I don’t.

‘I wrote this instead,’ - Megan’s Poetry #1259

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Influencer culture is fulfilling the same function that many women’s magazines once did: prescribing methods for being a happier, healthier person (and more beautiful, too!)

What’s so insidious about it is that instead of being given a still image of a stranger in a slinky sundress joyfully eating a salad, we are presented with a fully fledged human being that we can more easily identify with by knowing them on a (seemingly) more intimate level.

We insert ourselves into her daily activities: watch her meeting friends, going shopping at sustainable clothing stores, doing sponsored thred up hauls, making vegan meals with locally sourced produce, drinking iced lavender coffee in the park.

She could be anyone—she could be you if you would take charge and live your best life. She invokes a tepid politic through concepts of “mindfulness”, “manifestation”, and “the laws of attraction” never acknowledging the systemic inequalities that allow for her own thin, white, able-bodied brand of success. You could be her but you’re not and that’s no one’s fault but your own.

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