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23 years old art student from finland
my art blog: estoysola.tumblr.com

queerliness:

lecollecteur:

“You don’t need fashion designers when you are young. Have faith in your own bad taste. Buy the cheapest thing in your local thrift shop — the clothes that are freshly out of style with even the hippest people a few years older than you. Get on the fashion nerves of your peers, not your parents — that is the key to fashion leadership. Ill-fitting is always stylish. But be more creative — wear your clothes inside out, backward, upside down. Throw bleach in a load of colored laundry. Follow the exact opposite of the dry cleaning instructions inside the clothes that cost the most in your thrift shop. Don’t wear jewelry — stick Band-Aids on your wrists or make a necklace out of them. Wear Scotch tape on the side of your face like a bad face-life attempt. Mismatch your shoes. Best yet, do as Mink Stole used to do: go to the thrift store the day after Halloween, when the children’s trick-or-treat costumes are on sale, buy one, and wear it as your uniform of defiance.”

John Waters - from Role Models.

Yes. Yes. Yes.

For fat women, being stylish isn’t a luxury. It’s often a necessity to get hired, to get access to healthcare, to get treated like a human being.

Fat women have all kinds of narratives about sloppiness, laziness, dirtiness to overcome. Sometimes heels are a crucial part of looking “put together” in a way that sufficiently convinces people that we care about ourselves, that manages to counteract pervasive cultural narratives that fat people don’t care about ourselves. That we have “let ourselves go.”

Being “put together” is part of the way many of us convey to a judgmental world that we are worth caring about.

I get treated completely differently at a $20 hair salon if I’m dressed up or dressed down. Two totally different experiences. I get treated differently at the doctor’s office, and at the emergency room. I can’t go to the ER in sweatpants, because I’ll get shittier treatment. In an emergency, I have to worry if I am dressed up enough to prove that I deserve respect and care.

Melissa McEwan: Fat Fashion (via tangerineadamantine)

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vulgarme:

Elizabeth Cotton // Freight Train 

heard this beaut on radio 6 music. 

jonyorkblog:

David Lynch
Lithos, 2007-2009

Jimi Hendrix in Germany, September 5th, 1970.

Leonardo DiCaprio and Kate Winslet, filming the ‘car scene’ (Titanic, 1997)

queennubian:

imfatwhatofit:

THANK YOU. More men, whether or not you find us attractive, need to treat us fat chicks with respect. Every time I go out with my friends and a guy approaches them, I get ignored or treated like I am the protective fire-breathing monster they need to get THROUGH to get to my hot friends. 

Look, you don’t wanna sleep with me, that’s fine. Chances are I don’t wanna sleep with you because you’re a douche. But treating me like I’m some type of annoying growth you need to “get rid of” is fucked up. Be a respectful human being. 

It’s not an effin game

“I prefer drawing to talking. Drawing is faster, and leaves less room for lies.”

Le Corbusier (via heathwest)

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