thotyouknew asked: I think you don't understand the concept of weaponized femininity? Like the whole point is to embrace femininity on your own terms and not cater to the male gaze. I wear a shit ton of makeup and most guys truly don't like it, but, like, I still do it because I have the agency to choose my own aesthetic not based on what men find attractive. Does that make sense? It's about women's agency taking down the systems, not the ACTUAL tools.
we can personally reclaim or wear as much makeup for ourselves and find it personally empowering if we want to. but that is about it. its not radical.
Again, hi, I’m another mod on here and I really strongly disagree with this response.
Just want our followers to know that we don’t represent one unified view, and this response does not speak for me or to me at all. I really really strongly believe that reclaiming femininity by any means necessary is really really important and super radical.
~Horror Proportions x
well, at least there’s this. jesus christ fyhf is so fucking terrible at being fuck yeah about so much hard femme. why the fuck does anyone ever think it’s a good idea to make a blanket statement about what’s radical for feminine people to do?
like srsly there is so much makeup and there are so many different practices of wearing makeup that exist in the world, including products and cultural practices totally outside giant corporate marketing and manufacture. there are so many people to whom femininity is denied where wearing makeup is a radical assertion of their femininity despite constant and systemic efforts to deny them legitimized femininity and/or womanhood.
— nayyirah waheed (via nayyirahwaheed)
Instead of waiting in her tower, Rapunzel slices off her long, golden hair with a carving knife, and then uses it to climb down to freedom.
Just as she’s about to take the poison apple, Snow White sees the familiar wicked glow in the old lady’s eyes, and slashes the evil queen’s throat with a pair of sewing scissors.
Cinderella refuses everything but the glass slippers from her fairy godmother, crushes her stepmother’s windpipe under her heel, and the Prince falls madly in love with the mysterious girl who dons rags and blood-stained slippers.
Persephone goes adventuring with weapons hidden under her dress.
Persephone climbs into the gaping chasm.
Or, Persephone uses her hands to carve a hole down to hell.
In none of these versions is Persephone’s body violated unless she asks Hades to hold her down with his horse-whips.
Not once does she hold out on eating the pomegranate, instead biting into it eagerly and relishing the juice running down her chin, staining it red.
In some of the stories, Hades never appears and Persephone rules the underworld with a crown of her own making.
In all of them, it is widely known that the name Persephone means Bringer of Destruction.
Red Riding Hood marches from her grandmother’s house with a bloody wolf pelt.
Medusa rights the wrongs that have been done to her.
Eurydice breaks every muscle in her arms climbing out of the land of the dead.
Girls are allowed to think dark thoughts, and be dark things.
Instead of the dragon, it’s the princess with claws and fiery breath
who smashes her way from the confines of her castle
and swallows men whole.
'Reinventing Rescuing,' theappleppielifestyle. (via justawordshaker)
this should be gayer tho
this weekend at some point i was locked out of sound’s apartment and climbed a trellis and then jumped onto her balcony to knock on her roommate’s window and the sliding glass door. the roommate said i looked like a “cat burglar” because i was wearing black pants, black boots, a black leather jacket, black leather gloves, and a black toque. this pleased me. earlier that night, the lesbian night we were at was playing batman returns and it was the scene where michelle pfeiffer transforms. when i got inside after catburglaring my way in, sound was boning a straight dude from this club that was full of straight girls talking about how much they wanted to meet lesbians in the bathroom, while blasting frank ocean. the straight dude was kicked out at 8:30 am at which point we coined the term “trevor,” as in, “ugh, that dude is such a fucking trevor. all in all, a perfect night.