I gotta give up this idea in my head that I’m going to be this lady that will one day look just like these tall blonde girls with the perfect hair and nice clothes and cute nails. I don’t know why I keep thinking it’ll happen for me, and with every new zit I feel popping up all over my face I let out another sigh of disappointment that even my skin is rebelling against me and keeping me from being pretty. I still have the face of a 12 year old and maybe that’s why no one can ever take me seriously. When I try to look nice and wear adult clothes I completely get it wrong and immediately would rather be under the sheets in pajamas sobbing to myself. I’m not pretty, I’m not what an adult 27 year old Latina should look like, and I don’t have the money to keep up with others good looks. I should just give in let myself look like a fugly skank and just deal with it. I should be content enough that my boyfriend is pleased with how I look and dress and leave it at that. Everything else is just a fail.
just reading through a #realtalk feminism article that references Beyonce and Jay-Z’s relationship written by Ann Friedman. dying of perfection. see below:
Women who have their own income are less likely to stay in an abusive relationship. And as they age, financial security is alsocorrelated with happiness.
In other words, for a certain subset of the creative class, dependence is a privilege.
The creative world fetishizes young entrepreneurs and auteurs. As we age, most of us become more risk-averse.
it’s clear that for creatively ambitious women, independence isn’t all it’s cracked up to be. To make the upfront investment of time and resources that creative success often requires, a financially supportive partner is a major boon. To paraphrase Queen Bey, “If you liked it then you shoulda put some capital behind it.”
could I pull this hair off in public?
SURVEY SAYS: yes.
watch me strut my stuff in the streets of New York looking like this soon.
yeah I can get behind this.
BIG HAIRCUT
nail polish.
new glasses and new ring
To wear makeup today, or to not wear makeup today?
That is the question. But it’s not really cause I was never gonna wear makeup. HA.
this is me every single day I wake up.
I’m glad so many of you took an offense to that Penelope Trump piece. and I know she doesn’t care to here the other side’s voice, but I do.
so, because I believe in REAL women making their own careers, and pursuing happiness no matter what society says, I’d like you all to leave me a message in my ask box with your name and how you’re completing your own blueprint for your life as a woman.
let’s see if we can all learn something from one another here.
That’s the entrepreneur. She can never resist a new opportunity, especially when it’s risky.
She’s the girl wearing jeans and a casual but stylish blazer while meeting with investors. She’s on her laptop at the coffee shop down the street. Her coffee is cold because she’s kind of mentally occupied. Lost in a world where anything’s possible and each no gets you one step closer to a yes. Sit down and chat. (She’ll give you a look because people are always sitting down to chat with her.) Ask her about her idea, product or service. Let her talk about product-market fit, angel investors, and IPO’s. If you dare to interrupt her she’ll give you a look, as most girls who create do not like to be interrupted. Try giving her a problem to fix, but only if you really want it fixed and fixed right. Ask her for her help or advice.
”Date an Entrepreneur – Female Edition | hp (via noreaster ; likesandlaunch)
— Beautiful
[ basically ]
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I’m a lady
Ice cream WiFi working, French pedicure dates, McDonald’s craved dinner
man I can’t remember the last time I got babe-ified to go out on a Saturday night.
GPOYW - amazing how good I look if I just make an effort and by effort I mean dress appropriately, dye my hair its original color (black), and straighten it like a lady
note to self: dye your hair jet black (&straighten it), look like a babe.
got my mind made up
got my mind made up