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kilo kish for flaunt magazine
ph. by michael schwartz
OMG. I will never look at these animals the same way
I KNEW IT THOSE FUCKING JELLYFISH ARE EVIL
Jellyfish are so creepy
so if I was a ferret i’d be pretty much dead by now
okay.. i think thats enough internet for me today
#7 There are 1,000,000 ants for every human in the world
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paris winkers, tian yi after chloé s/s 2013
I’ve been thinking a lot about this quote lately.
A catcall is entirely about reminding you that you are not yours. The purity myth is entirely about reminding you that you are not yours. The fetishization of female purity in a world where catcalls are an acceptable form of communication telegraphs one thing very clearly: Women, stop sexualizing yourselves—that’s our job, and you’re taking all the fun out of it.
It’s from an article on Jezebel called “Female Purity is Bullshit” and I really recommend you read it because it’s brilliant. The article isn’t really focused on the problem of catcalls, but the line stood out to me as a very interesting way to understand the “psychology” of catcalls. I mean, guys who say to women “Nice titties, can I suck on them?” (actual thing an actual guy actually said to me) and stuff like that can’t think that it’ll work, right? As Amanda Palmer puts it, “Has any girl in history/ said, ‘Sure, you seem so nice, let’s get it on’?”
Anyway, I’ve been thinking about this lately, and today I happened to witness three things in quick succession: a dude catcalling, a tourist taking a photograph of the Tiffany store sign, and a kid writing “I was here” with his finger in some dirt. Why did the man catcall every single woman who walked by, even though not a single one of them took him up on any of his “offers”? Why did the tourist take that photo, when there are tons of pictures of that sign on the internet? Why did the kid write “I was here” if he’ll never see that space again?
I was thinking about all this the phrase “you are not yours” came into my head, and the answer came to me. Ownership.
Theoretically, I should probably dislike selfies (| selfēz | self portraits, usually taken with a camera phone) on principle.
For one, arrogance, vanity and neediness aren’t exactly my favourite personality traits. And in general, the majority of people who partake in selfies seem to suffer from…