This was literally the biggest WTF back story this show had.
What gets me is that you’ll see people talking about how she’s in prison for mail fraud and I’m like…
She stalked and almost KILLED a dude and his fiancee, y’all. Stop sanitizing her fuckups just because you like her pin curls and makeup.
She’s also an unabashed racist. Like not microaggressions and “oops that wasn’t my intent” racist. Flat out knows she’s racist thinks shes’s right about it doesn’t care racist.
Randall Rosenthal born 1947 in NY has become famous creating what appears to be a cardboard box stuffed to the brim with wads of cash. In reality, both the box and the cash are carved out of wood and hand painted to jaw-dropping, lifelike precision by the artist. Though Rosenthal’s portfolio of work also includes wood recreated as newspapers, baseball cards, binders, books and more, it is his sculptures of money that have particularly captured the public’s eye.
"Half the time is spent on carving and half is spent on painting, they’re the exact opposite processes. I start with a block of wood and it’s totally reductive in that I take away wood until I get what I want.
The carving is a high-wire act because there’s no room for error and I don’t plan it out, the painting is the opposite. You can paint on the paint forever, until you get what you like.” (by Katie Kindelan)
This image is one of the most powerful pro-choice images I’ve ever seen. When I saw it in the newspaper I immediately cut it out and hung it on my wall.
support birth control and women’s rights.
boys can like pink and not be gay
girls can have short hair and not be a lesbian
boys can like ballet
girls can like video games
boys can be hot without a six pack
girls can be hot without a hairless body
boys can have hair down to their waists
girls can have stretch marks, curves and back fat
gender doesn’t determine what you can and cannot enjoy, what you can and cannot look like or what you can and cannot do
anyone who says cats are the only assholes has clearly never owned a dog
Alexander Maksik, You Deserve Nothing
"That man who barely flinches at the news of his mother’s death—that morning he let me abandon my own mother, to leave her, without guilt, to her own life, her own choices.”