Up, up, and away...

Stop, look, listen.

I am sometimes so sad, like angry and sad, that my white friends have this entire repertoire of white celebrities who look like them and are beautiful and do rad shit that they get to look up to and “be like” when they want to dress up or feel good about themselves.

And my mixed race queer brown ass has a hard time seeing a face that’s familiar out there in the world of fame and beauty, let alone one that might be “like me” or speak to my heart.

Maybe I’ll only post pictures of Audre Lorde for a while, and then myself trying to look as fuckin swank as her.

  1. tothedirigible posted this