Ethnographers, as people, must possess precise analytical faculties for picking apart cultures, but they must be just as scrupulous in gleaning insights about themselves as observers. A heightened clarity concerning the copper mesh of subjectivity that entrap every socialized mind (by default) is essential as the first step in understanding the worlds of other people. The brave admittance of such a cage by an ethnographer is both commendable and evidence of a sound observation.
“by 19, i had found my look. oversize t-shirts, bike shorts, and wrestling shoes. to prevent the silhouette from being too baggy, i would cinch it at the waist with my fanny pack. i was pretty sure i would wear this look forever. the shirts allowed me express myself with cool sayings like ‘there’s no crying in baseball’ and ‘universität heidelberg,’ the bike shorts showed off my muscular legs, and the fanny pack held all my trolley tokens. i was nailing it on a daily basis. find something like this for yourself as soon as possible.”—tina fey (via sarazucker)
We know you have eyes, but thank you SO much for graciously taking the time to outline them thoroughly with black makeup (as to dissuade any confusion as to where on your face such a feature might appear)
And then I drank too much coffee and picked up some momentum
Maybe too much momentum, because now I need to leave
But I’m going to my theater groups Mini Tony’s! I’ve been nominated for a bunch of stuff, so I’m pretty excited to see if I win anything, or if my show this Fall wins any awards! NU Stage, I am coming.
in response to the dresses:
and one of my favorite sites to procrastinate with:
The movie ‘Kamikaze Girls’ is something we should watch. All the trailers I found for it were really dorky but that actual movie is fabulous. It’s about a girl who is infatuated with Babyssb! I didn’t know it was a real store until you sent me that link! It’s also how I tapped into the assorted lolita fashions/rococo stylings.
to be out shined by your internet-personality. And I don’t mean people who have full fledged identities online that are so distinct from their actual day to day persona, like an alter-ego….
I mean when people represent themselves as more audacious, opinionated, quirky, emotional, dynamic via blogs and facebook when in actuallity, if you were to approach them (because these sorts of people are never the ones to advance upon another; no, they just wait) they are simply so so intangible. They are stagnated and covered in the lint of mediocrity. They suck. It’s stiffling how thin their humor is, or how transparent their affects are.
And the worst part? They would just be quiet people if they weren’t constantly contrasted against the ‘who’ they present via social technology. You have the understanding that your expectations of a person should be synchronized between what they are accountable for as a real person and what they are accountable as an online ego, that these are manifestations rooted in a sole personality, but that’s false.
I’m just sayin’ that the whole fractured thing is jarring, and that I would personally be mortified if I was more fun to read as a block of text than I was to experience as a living, warm, flustered body.
I think, truly, my goal in life is to find someone who can match my motion.
I love moving. I love certain movements. I love to watch things move in slow motion. I like to watch things melt in fast forward.
I spend a lot of time convincing myself not to start throwing my limbs around in an odd interpretive dance. I think that makes me a dancer, even though I’m not particularly dedicated or trained or really that good. I AM good at tricking people into thinking that I can dance. What they’re actually seeing is how happy I am to be moving. Especially turning. I think people mistake my bizarre fascination for actual skill. But that’s okay.