leslieseuffert:

Natsumi Hayashi

 ”A sweet-looking Japanese girl who, one day, decided to take self-portraits..of herself levitating. She can be spotted in and around Tokyo, equipped with her SLR and her self-timer. When she feels the moment strike, she presses the shutter button down and then, quite literally, “jumps” into place. What I love most about her shots is that they don’t feel forced. Natsumi has a way of making us feel as though she naturally levitates throughout life. When I asked her how others react to her jumping around Tokyo, here is a funny story that she shared. “One day, when I was jumping at a famous sightseeing spot in western Tokyo, workers at a souvenir shop were frightened by how I was jumping. They were whispering things like ‘Is the girl mentally ill’ and ‘Do we need to call the police?’ “So I stopped jumping and apologized to them by saying, ‘I am taking jumping photos for my wedding party’s slide show.’ Their faces turned bright red, and they said things like ‘Oh dear!’ and ‘Congratulations!’ and even ‘Keep jumping!’ 

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cocoavalentines:

faintlymasculine:

What you wouldn’t do

Wide Brim Fedora | J brand Jeans | Vintage Shirt and Belt | Frye Sabrina Lace-Up Work Boot | (all rings are vintage , check out etsy for similar finds) 

I always think of what my past self would think of me. Say we could hang out together in her time space or her in mine (aside from the shock of the possibility of all this) what would she think of me?

I for one want to slap the shit out of her for some of the things she’s going to do (not really, I mean I wouldn’t be me without her) .

That aside it’s interesting to think of the things we loathed then and enjoy now.

My mom always tried to convince me that I looked great in hats ,” you have the face for it” I can always remember her saying. Yet, stubborn and convinced other wise I hated hats! and by hate I mean I wouldn’t even wear hats in the winter for the sole reason of keeping my ears warm. I think it was less about the hat and more about my hair. I was really into my hair back then and refused to intentianly mess it up. Hat hair was practically signaling the end of the world for me at the time.

Fast forward!!!! I’m making hats my new thing!

I cut my hair even shorter a few weeks ago and it makes wearing hats that much easier. If you have short hair you know that unless you actually put effort into it when it looks like crap, it just looks like crap. Since I can’t pony tail or top knot my hair away hats are a short haired girls best friend.

Always so beautiful!

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jhameia:

Loretta Ross on the origin of the term “Woman of Color”

Loretta Ross: Y’all know where the term “women of color” came from?  Who can say that?  See, we’re bad at transmitting history.

In 1977, a group of Black women from Washington, DC, went to the National Women’s Conference, that [former President] Jimmy Carter gave $5million to have as part of the World Decade for Women.  There was a conference in Houston, TX.

This group of Black women carried into that conference something called “The Black Women’s Agenda” because the organizers of the conference—Bella Abzug, Ellie Smeal, and what have you—had put together a three-page “Minority Women’s Plank” in a 200-page document that these Black women thought was somewhat inadequate.

So they actually formed a group called Black Women’s Agenda to come [sic] to Houston with a Black women’s plan of action that they wanted the delegates to vote to substitute for the “Minority Women’s Plank that was in the proposed plan of action.

Well, a funny thing happened in Houston: when they took the Black Women’s Agenda to Houston, then all the rest of the “minority” women of color wanted to be included in the “Black Women’s Agenda.” Okay?

Well, [the Black women] agreed…but you could no longer call it the “Black Women’s Agenda.”  And it was in those negotiations in Houston [that] the term “women of color” was created.  Okay?

And they didn’t see it as a biological designation—you’re born Asian, you’re born Black, you’re born African American, whatever—but it is a solidarity definition, a commitment to work in collaboration with other oppressed women of color who have been “minoritized.”

Now, what’s happened in the 30 years since then is that people see it as biology now.

You know? Like, “Okay…” And peopleare saying they  don’t want to be defined as a woman of color: “I am Black, “I am Asian American”…and that’s fine. But why are you reducing a political designation to a biological destiny?

That’s what white supremacy wants you to do. And I think it’s a setback when we disintegrate as people of color around primitive ethnic claiming. Yes, we are Asian American, Native American, whatever, but the point is, when you choose to work with other people who are minoritized by oppression, you’ve lifted yourself out of that basic identity into another political being and another political space. And, unfortunately, so many times, people of color hear the term “people of color” from other white people that [PoCs} think white people created it instead of understanding that we self-named ourselves.  This is term that has a lot of power for us.

But we’ve done a poor-ass job of communicating that history so that people understand that power.

Transcript filched from Racialicious.

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Tags: woc video

nudiemuse:

naamahdarling:

acquaintedwithrask:

sihthappens:

hippieseurope:

She’s gorgeous.

She absolutely is! What a beautiful back piece.

wowowow

Sweet merciful fuck, that woman is staggeringly beautiful.  Like, knocked me back beautiful.

Oh hay PERSON STOP BEING ALL LIKE THAT.

Or don’t…cause I like it.

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