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lift your skirt

i dyed my hair, it's too blue and too bright - i was aiming for a more pastel color but i was lazy when i dyed it and didn't do it right. i've been showering daily since (i usually shower twice a week) and shampooing it 3 times every shower! it's fading but not quick enough. i'm gonna try to enjoy this color while it's here. happy summer!

Dress: thrifted Shirt: thrifted Boots: Dr Martens Purse: Kreepsville666 Belt: H&M

I have only learned to love my body in the past few years. I have learned to love my body not only for it's curves and colors but for it's ability to get me where I need to go, to respond the way I'd like it to (with some exceptions - i.e. sweating profusely when I'm embarrassed) and my autonomy over my body. I realize now what a huge part of my identity is wrapped up in my body, my perception of it, my perception of other bodies and other people's perceptions of my body. I identify as a woman, but I also identify as a person with emotional as well as physical boundaries. My body is capable of creating life, and I am capable of taking away that life. My body does not owe itself to anything or anyone. It is more than a holding cell for my mind. It is a part of me, and my memories and aspirations manifest themselves in it. That's pretty cool. So here's to my body, and to yours. Here's to loving not only your rolls, your stretch marks and your buttcheeks bu

Josephine Skriver for Wonderland by Mark Kean

The beautiful appearance of the world of dreams, in whose creation each man is a complete artist, is the condition of all plastic art, indeed, as we shall see, an important half of poetry. We enjoy the form with an immediate understanding, all shapes speak to us, nothing is indifferent and unnecessary. - Nietzsche, The Birth of Tragedy (1871) Aristotle thought the blood in our veins just sat there. He wrote long before it was discovered that blood pumps through our veins. He thought the blood was still - except when we were moving, it sort-of splashed around inside us a bit. Like when you're holding a cup of water and walking. When we fall asleep, our bodies are still. The blood settles.  He also thought our sensations caused reflections of the surface of the blood in our brains. When we look at a flower, our senses perceive the flower not as if the actual object was in our mind but as it reflects itself on our blood. When we are asleep and still, the left-over sensory