It's never our fault. It's always someone else's fault.
Right?
Right?
Tuesday, April 8, 2014
Thursday, April 3, 2014
B ... is for Books
This post is about RAAAAAGGGGGEEEE.
There is a lot of swearing.
You have been warned.
There is a lot of swearing.
You have been warned.
Wednesday, April 2, 2014
A is for admire
I have no talent for drawing or any kind of art-linked endeavours. Couldn't even draw a straight line with a ruler. But I love pretty things and these pictures below really speak to me.
These are the works of Ms. Rebecca Mock.
I love the eloquence of her art, elevating something as prosaic as reading on a train or in the outdoors into something whimsical and delightful. The pictures are so evocative, you could almost feel the movement of the train of the warm breeze caressing your skin while you lounge on the balcony. The feel of the grass under you separated by the blanket. You could almost hear the chirp of birds and the buzz of bees collecting nectar in the flourishing garden.
Doesn't her work remind you of the animated pictures and portraits in the Harry Potter series?
These are the works of Ms. Rebecca Mock.
My favourite activity in my favourite mode of transportation.
Age doesn't inhibit embracing technology.
I love the eloquence of her art, elevating something as prosaic as reading on a train or in the outdoors into something whimsical and delightful. The pictures are so evocative, you could almost feel the movement of the train of the warm breeze caressing your skin while you lounge on the balcony. The feel of the grass under you separated by the blanket. You could almost hear the chirp of birds and the buzz of bees collecting nectar in the flourishing garden.
Doesn't her work remind you of the animated pictures and portraits in the Harry Potter series?
Tuesday, April 1, 2014
M is for Mask
Duplicitious.
Subtle.
Indirect.
Devious.
Women are often portrayed as conniving plotters and vile seducers out to victimise poor, hapless men. From centuries old fairy tales to the latest television hits, pop culture and literature are littered with women who are evil (i.e. has her own agenda that doesn't serve a man's), wily (i.e. respectable intelligence is only for men), bossy (i.e. only men are forceful), and the list goes on.
Why can't women be forthright, many men say. Why can't women be open about what they want and be honest about their true motivations? Why are women always saying A but actually meant B?
Dear readers, we are made that way.
Many women grow up thinking that they need to present a certain front to the world. They are expected to be pretty, to be personable, to be nice, to be demure and subservient to the authorities in their life (namely, the men). They have to be a good daughter - do the chores, mind the younger siblings, cook the meals, be home by 6 pm, and come home with bushels of As for the exams. They are expected to be a great girlfriend - the obedient wife - the undemanding mother.
And if they can't? Well ... fake it till you make it.
Lyrics to the awesome song is here.
Subtle.
Indirect.
Devious.
Women are often portrayed as conniving plotters and vile seducers out to victimise poor, hapless men. From centuries old fairy tales to the latest television hits, pop culture and literature are littered with women who are evil (i.e. has her own agenda that doesn't serve a man's), wily (i.e. respectable intelligence is only for men), bossy (i.e. only men are forceful), and the list goes on.
Why can't women be forthright, many men say. Why can't women be open about what they want and be honest about their true motivations? Why are women always saying A but actually meant B?
Dear readers, we are made that way.
(sic)
Many women grow up thinking that they need to present a certain front to the world. They are expected to be pretty, to be personable, to be nice, to be demure and subservient to the authorities in their life (namely, the men). They have to be a good daughter - do the chores, mind the younger siblings, cook the meals, be home by 6 pm, and come home with bushels of As for the exams. They are expected to be a great girlfriend - the obedient wife - the undemanding mother.
And if they can't? Well ... fake it till you make it.
Lyrics to the awesome song is here.
Thursday, March 27, 2014
Yeah, I'm a sexist
... and I'm not ashamed of it. All stolen from tumblr.
Again, NSFW. What? I'm an adult. It says so on my birth certificate.
Again, NSFW. What? I'm an adult. It says so on my birth certificate.
Midweek sh*t and giggles
Cause it's not Friday yet and we need some laughs. All gifs are stolen from here.
NSFW, You have been warned.
NSFW, You have been warned.
Saturday, March 22, 2014
Writing again, yay!
Ah, muse. Thank you for whispering.
Another story on-going in my head finally expressed readibly. Well, at least a part of it.
Another story on-going in my head finally expressed readibly. Well, at least a part of it.
Friday, March 21, 2014
Wednesday, March 19, 2014
Midweek sh*ts and giggles
NSFW. Not safe to view with beverage in hand or in mouth.
You have been warned.
You have been warned.
Tuesday, March 18, 2014
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