remembering the time took my very pro black and borderline hotep cousin to the african american history museum in dc. after we finished she dead looked at me like “that’s its? the blacks in wax museum is much more graphic…and honest”
samantha was making bank with her own PR firm and charlotte was wealthy WASP art dealer and when divorced was left with a multi million dollar house and carrie was a columnist for about $1k a week in 90s NYC and eventually a freelance writer for vogue. the girls were not broke!
How are the women in sex and the city affording their lifestyles?? I don’t think Samantha has had a single client in her pr firm, Carrie writes a once weekly newspaper column, Charlotte just looks at fancy plates and paintings once a month, like Miranda is our only saving grace!!
one of her neighbors called in a noise complaint because she was celebrating the knicks winning, mind your fuckin business and stop calling the police like its customer service
Was out to lunch last week and there was a baby that was sitting in the stroller with the tablet on watching bright colored slop. nobody engaging with them. Nobody picking them up nobody talking to them, just them watching the tablet for like 50 minutes.
Especially women. We can wake up one day & all our rights will be taken away on a whim but never for men. The Afghan women went to bed one night & woke up the next day as slaves in their own homes & it haunts me everyday.
A simple post of a woman recognizing that the trauma with her mother has made it weird for her to be friends other women and perhaps awkward around other women has turned into ‘Oh so you love men?!’ and I just want y’all to be so fucking serious like please get a fucking grip