I used to legitimately worry about whether I had the “right face shape” for short hair, until one day it dawned on me that short hair is compulsory for all men here in the US and nobody gives a shit whether they have the “right face shape” for it. And I’ve never heard any beauty advice implying that there is a “wrong face shape” for long hair on women either.
Despite the artistry that does goes into the beauty industry, it exists first and foremost to enforce societal standards, and fuck that noise ok, the face shape bullshit is clearly dishonest and biased at best and a total myth at worst. Cut your hair any way you damn well want to and if it doesn’t look good it’s because you have a shitty ass barber ok not because you weren’t the right shape for it }:/
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women do not have to
- be thin
- cook for you
- have long hair
- wear makeup
- be feminine
- be graceful
- have sex with you
- shave
- diet
- be fashionable
- wear pink
- love men
- listen to your bullshit
If u see a guy with long hair he’s either gorgeous or fucking weird and the answer lays in what type of shoe he’s wearing
This is the best post I’ve ever read
Pros and cons of having long hair
- Pro: fucking beautiful I look like a goddess
- Con: get the fuck out of my face
thigh gaps are cute
no thigh gap is cute
flat tummys are cute
non flat tummys are cute
short hair is cute
long hair is cute
but you know what isnt cute?
making somebody feel terrible about their appearance simply because you don’t like it
Women do not have to:
- be thin
- give birth
- cook for you
- have long hair
- wear makeup
- have sex with you
- be feminine
- be graceful
- shave
- diet
- be fashionable
- wear pink
- love men
- be the media’s idea of perfection
- listen to your bullshit
- have a vagina
This is very true, but it’s important to remember that if a woman is feminine, graceful, shaves, diets, wears make up, or does any of these things in the list, it doesn’t make her a slave to patriarchy or any less of a feminist than you.
BLESS.
I swear that I am two people. Two souls emerged into one body. One cage. Sometimes I fear that my cage is too small. I could detonate at any given moment and break free. Roam the earth without concern and explore the deepest part of me. However my other half has a need for stability and simplicity. Ive grown complacent in a way. Imagine how maddening it can be at times. Having the need to go, but also to stay.
when my dog had surgery he cried a lot the first night, but he’d stop when i laid down beside him. so i crawled into his cage with him so he’d stop crying and pet him until he fell asleep. i fell asleep with him and when i woke up, that bITCH WAS ON MY BED AND LEFT ME IN THE CAGE
when my dog had surgery he cried a lot the first night, but he’d stop when i laid down beside him. so i crawled into his cage with him so he’d stop crying and pet him until he fell asleep. i fell asleep with him and when i woke up, that bITCH WAS ON MY BED AND LEFT ME IN THE CAGE
sometimes i just think of how awful it would be to be locked in a giant wax museum for a whole night, except every wax figure is Nicolas Cage, and then one of them is the real Nicolas Cage but you don’t know which one.
thoughts like this keep me up at night.
I have no memory of ever posting this
