foreverme-moe:

Pinup shoot I did last week.  I don’t think I’ve ever felt better about myself.  

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lostinurbanism:

Dana Lixenberg‘s Imperial Court photo essay from Vibe Magazine in 1993. The photographs were taken after the 1992 South Central riots in LA.

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This Pomeranian apparently got so upset with his new haircut that he started standing and walking around on his hind legs after he got back from the groomers…for 2 days.

luc-ienn:

thatonenarga:

toastradamus:

gayspicy:

unamusedsloth:

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And here he is before his haircut.

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Stop Him

too strong

He is evolving…

Have you ever been so mad you learned how to walk

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millanic:

I am officially solange bye everyone else I’m soaring

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jesusandcarmex:

natural-optimist:

fuckyeahfatvegans:

il-tenore-regina:

youngblackandvegan:

adviceforvegans:

Black vegans. Requested by anonymous. 

If you have any more photoset requests, be sure to send them this way! :)

Say What? :D

Tbh I’m only reblogging this for my sis Coral.

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princess-passion-flower:

scratchingpad:

I need safety goggles

so gentle

My cat puts his wet nose on my eyelids when my eyes are closed or licks them. I don’t understand life.

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jeffreyscales:

A Young Child Named Maya Rudolph
In 1975 I had just come off a brief tour I was on with a band that was opening for Joe Walsh, when Irving Azoff’s company, Frontline Management, which managed Walsh suggested I’d be a good fit to tour with Minnie Riperton.
They were right; when I met Minnie I felt I’d met a long lost older sibling, and would continue working for her after she left Azoff’s management, and throughout the remaining years of her career.
Besides a voice seemingly from heaven, she had the most delightful family as well. Her two children Marc, and Maya were a joy, and her husband, Richard Rudolph, who still to this day, is one of nicest people you could ever meet.
I was just in my early 20’s, toting around a Hasselblad camera wherever I went. When I was working as Minnie’s tour manager, I rarely had the time, or situation to formally photograph her. Although I always had my camera, I was still a very young photographer, and had not yet developed the skills to capture what it was I saw in her, so my collection of photographs of her is limited.
However, during our off time off from touring, I was often at their home around her family and photographed Maya frequently. Most children get very antsy in front of a camera, but she seemed to be fascinated with the photographic process. She held a firm gaze and always seemed to be studying this photographic process very closely, so I’m not at all surprised that she’s become one the finest comedic actors working in front of a camera today.
I’m also not surprised that Maya found her way into comedy. What few people may know about her mother is that Minnie was one of the most hilarious women you’d ever meet. She had a wry, even ribald wit that would totally disarm the coolest of characters, the biggest record producers, and the most pompous industry executives of the day.
Maya was five or six years old in this photograph. It was taken at their home in Westwood, CA near the UCLA campus. Maya in her swim suit, sitting in front of the TV with a vintage cable TV box, near a baseball bat & glove, while Minnie in one of her flowing dresses steps out of frame right, and “Sparkle” their devoted Standard Poodle slips by behind her. 
This photograph captures so much of the special warmth, and familial connection I experienced at their home during those days. They were a very special family, whom I will always appreciate how generously they brought me into their lives. 
 

jeffreyscales:

A Young Child Named Maya Rudolph

In 1975 I had just come off a brief tour I was on with a band that was opening for Joe Walsh, when Irving Azoff’s company, Frontline Management, which managed Walsh suggested I’d be a good fit to tour with Minnie Riperton.

They were right; when I met Minnie I felt I’d met a long lost older sibling, and would continue working for her after she left Azoff’s management, and throughout the remaining years of her career.

Besides a voice seemingly from heaven, she had the most delightful family as well. Her two children Marc, and Maya were a joy, and her husband, Richard Rudolph, who still to this day, is one of nicest people you could ever meet.

I was just in my early 20’s, toting around a Hasselblad camera wherever I went. When I was working as Minnie’s tour manager, I rarely had the time, or situation to formally photograph her. Although I always had my camera, I was still a very young photographer, and had not yet developed the skills to capture what it was I saw in her, so my collection of photographs of her is limited.

However, during our off time off from touring, I was often at their home around her family and photographed Maya frequently. Most children get very antsy in front of a camera, but she seemed to be fascinated with the photographic process. She held a firm gaze and always seemed to be studying this photographic process very closely, so I’m not at all surprised that she’s become one the finest comedic actors working in front of a camera today.

I’m also not surprised that Maya found her way into comedy. What few people may know about her mother is that Minnie was one of the most hilarious women you’d ever meet. She had a wry, even ribald wit that would totally disarm the coolest of characters, the biggest record producers, and the most pompous industry executives of the day.

Maya was five or six years old in this photograph. It was taken at their home in Westwood, CA near the UCLA campus. Maya in her swim suit, sitting in front of the TV with a vintage cable TV box, near a baseball bat & glove, while Minnie in one of her flowing dresses steps out of frame right, and “Sparkle” their devoted Standard Poodle slips by behind her.

This photograph captures so much of the special warmth, and familial connection I experienced at their home during those days. They were a very special family, whom I will always appreciate how generously they brought me into their lives.

 

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LOOK AT THE CAT

me every time there is a cat regardless of the situation (via spockular)

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andrewclifton:

Antonio & Inas

andrewclifton:

Antonio & Inas

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racism-sexist-ableism-ohmy:

thetomska:

Dear invisible men,
Who tweet women endless threats of rape,
Who are you?
Are you married fathers of two?
Are you their work colleagues?
Are you teens crowded round a friend’s phone in a canteen or KFC?
Are you pausing between texting your first love,
To go on Twitter, become an egg,
And post fresh hate?
Where are you as you type this?
Is your girlfriend asleep in your arms,
As you peer over her shoulder at your phone?
How did this become your sport?
You’re not proud of what you do;
If you were, you would not care who knew.
This is strange:
You proudly announce pride in your prejudice
But your anonymity suggests your shame.
There is such an anger in you
That it cannot be clothed with your banter, your jokes.
I pity the mirror that has to reflect your misery,
Because it must see so much.
Because the women are everywhere now,
Aren’t they?
They weren’t just content in your beds, or in your lads’ magazines,
Or in your clubs,
Or even in the eyes and hearts of other men;
The women are top of your classrooms, in your boardrooms and your DJ booths,
Not needing you to improve.
Swiftly, they are sweeping you from every entitled stage,
And the only place you feel safe
Is in one-hundred and forty characters of rage.
I wonder, if you tweet abuse, you will ever pause
To think that, while you promise terror,
The greatest fear is yours.

Musa Okwonga - “Invisible Men”

This gave me chills.

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youngblackandvegan:

yourpersonalcheerleader:

linrenzo:

videohall:

Baby laughing while getting shots

> Rock star doctor.

I don’t care how old he will be I’m taking my future children to him

My heart!

this is just the cutest thing ever!!!

10bullets:

Cionn Mhálanna (Malin Head) (by Ronan.McLaughlin)

10bullets:

Cionn Mhálanna (Malin Head) (by Ronan.McLaughlin)

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youngblackandvegan:

heresmyhead:

black—lamb:

shanellbklyn:

trippychick-makeup:

black—lamb:

shanellbklynart:

Rooftop Radicals Series pt. 2

Sand. Scripts.

Model: black—lamb

Photography, Styling & Makeup: shanellbklyn

photos taken by shanellBKLYN © All Rights Reserved.

😬

Are you real

I live with her….she isn’t

😎 I ammmm

what is life???!!!!

cracked-dot-com-official:

coelasquid:

fawnbro:

lokicolouredglasses:

fandom-universe:

kungfucarrie:

The most dangerous phrase in the language is, “we’ve always done it this way.”

"Come on, let’s mix it up!" The heart surgeon says.
"B-but we’ve always done it this way!" The other replies, "this is how you replace a heart valve."
"That’s the most dangerous phrase in the human language!" The first surgeon replies haughtily as he inputs a fruit loop into the patient’s heart. "This will be his valve. He will be a fruit loop in a world of Cheerios."


(taken from this post on the experiments of Harry Harlow)
This is serious business, because this is a large part of how sexism, racism, homophobia, rape culture, ethnocentrism, etc. continue to happen.

That bullshit heart surgery example doesn’t even make sense though, does that person think that we’re still doing heart surgery the exact same way we’ve always done heart surgery? As if medicine isn’t constantly changing and updating? Wow it’s almost like people are finding excuses to not have to think critically about the world!

You mean we don’t still take people’s brains out and rub them in salt to dispel the devil and cure headaches? I’m pretty sure that’s established medieval protocol, wouldn’t want to mix things up.

thank you for destroying this nerdshit

cracked-dot-com-official:

coelasquid:

fawnbro:

lokicolouredglasses:

fandom-universe:

kungfucarrie:

The most dangerous phrase in the language is, “we’ve always done it this way.”

"Come on, let’s mix it up!" The heart surgeon says.

"B-but we’ve always done it this way!" The other replies, "this is how you replace a heart valve."

"That’s the most dangerous phrase in the human language!" The first surgeon replies haughtily as he inputs a fruit loop into the patient’s heart. "This will be his valve. He will be a fruit loop in a world of Cheerios."

(taken from this post on the experiments of Harry Harlow)

This is serious business, because this is a large part of how sexism, racism, homophobia, rape culture, ethnocentrism, etc. continue to happen.

That bullshit heart surgery example doesn’t even make sense though, does that person think that we’re still doing heart surgery the exact same way we’ve always done heart surgery? As if medicine isn’t constantly changing and updating? Wow it’s almost like people are finding excuses to not have to think critically about the world!

You mean we don’t still take people’s brains out and rub them in salt to dispel the devil and cure headaches? I’m pretty sure that’s established medieval protocol, wouldn’t want to mix things up.

thank you for destroying this nerdshit

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