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First of all, click this to get a scary look at exactly how much photos are tampered with before they're put on the covers of magazines. It's an animated gif, I don't recognize the woman in the photo but gods, they've changed her a ton.
Secondly, being at home without Internet has resulted in me watching more TV along with my sewing projects, and I've yet again managed to get myself hooked on stuff that hardly anyone else watches!
1. Help! I'm A Teenage Outlaw!
This airs at 11:30PM on Nick and features a twelve-year-old who found out that his mother was a highwaywoman before she dies, and now needs to carry on the family tradition. It's set in 1643, and his sidekicks are Lady Devereux (a name I've always loved) disguised as a fellow peasant called Deedee and Moses, a ten-year-old inventing genius. Deedee is actually the smartest of the lot, and although there's only one season of this show, it's funny and easy enough to follow. Kinda like Big Wolf on Campus, except cuter.
2. Boston Legal
I've only seen one ep of this show but in that one ep, there were two heterosexual men that have sleepovers, a kickass African female lawyer, an old kickass woman lawyer that's the boss of an incompetent African laywer and white lawyer, and a female judge. Talk about diversity and a good way to yank in Fans of Color (FoC).
3. Monk
Okay, this I got into last night, because of Numa. She sat down and watched two and a half eps with me, and the best way to get me into a show, any show at all, is to watch it with me. If you can explain it to me and be there to chat to, then I'm more likely to pay atttention to the show. In this case, it was funny enough that I think it's worth watching some more of. I know that someone else on my flist also mentioned it to me once, but I can't think whom, unfortunately.
The mention of Fans of Color made me think about the music I liked -- I've attended three concerts in Boston so far (Flogging Molly, Placebo and Placebo again) and both times, I was the only South Asian there. Not just the only South Asian girl, but the only South Asian, full stop. Sum 41 has a South Asian guy on drums, I think, and Damage has a Sri Lankan lead singer but apart from that, the music scene that I'm aware of seems to be split mostly between white and black, with J-Pop and J-Rock also starting to creep in. I mean, punk is angry lower middle class or upper-middle-class-pretending-to-be-lower, punk rock and pop punk are mostly the same. Hip-hop, rap and R'n'B tend to be black-dominated, and I have no idea about hardcore but from what I've seen from what Savior's shown me, that's white-dominated.
Good thing I ID myself more by my gender than by my race, huh?
Oh, and I found out what AS/S stands for. *dies*
Secondly, being at home without Internet has resulted in me watching more TV along with my sewing projects, and I've yet again managed to get myself hooked on stuff that hardly anyone else watches!
1. Help! I'm A Teenage Outlaw!
This airs at 11:30PM on Nick and features a twelve-year-old who found out that his mother was a highwaywoman before she dies, and now needs to carry on the family tradition. It's set in 1643, and his sidekicks are Lady Devereux (a name I've always loved) disguised as a fellow peasant called Deedee and Moses, a ten-year-old inventing genius. Deedee is actually the smartest of the lot, and although there's only one season of this show, it's funny and easy enough to follow. Kinda like Big Wolf on Campus, except cuter.
2. Boston Legal
I've only seen one ep of this show but in that one ep, there were two heterosexual men that have sleepovers, a kickass African female lawyer, an old kickass woman lawyer that's the boss of an incompetent African laywer and white lawyer, and a female judge. Talk about diversity and a good way to yank in Fans of Color (FoC).
3. Monk
Okay, this I got into last night, because of Numa. She sat down and watched two and a half eps with me, and the best way to get me into a show, any show at all, is to watch it with me. If you can explain it to me and be there to chat to, then I'm more likely to pay atttention to the show. In this case, it was funny enough that I think it's worth watching some more of. I know that someone else on my flist also mentioned it to me once, but I can't think whom, unfortunately.
The mention of Fans of Color made me think about the music I liked -- I've attended three concerts in Boston so far (Flogging Molly, Placebo and Placebo again) and both times, I was the only South Asian there. Not just the only South Asian girl, but the only South Asian, full stop. Sum 41 has a South Asian guy on drums, I think, and Damage has a Sri Lankan lead singer but apart from that, the music scene that I'm aware of seems to be split mostly between white and black, with J-Pop and J-Rock also starting to creep in. I mean, punk is angry lower middle class or upper-middle-class-pretending-to-be-lower, punk rock and pop punk are mostly the same. Hip-hop, rap and R'n'B tend to be black-dominated, and I have no idea about hardcore but from what I've seen from what Savior's shown me, that's white-dominated.
Good thing I ID myself more by my gender than by my race, huh?
Oh, and I found out what AS/S stands for. *dies*
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Exactly! (Though re: your co-worker, that's kind of special. You're hugely pretty in the old photos of you I've seen. You're hugely pretty in the recent photos of you I've seen. Hi, you have a mohawk. I love that weight is such a common-domain thing now, like hair and whatever else, that people can come up to you and critique it and tell you what you should do with it. I mean, if I wandered up and started telling people they should really go read a book and then maybe they wouldn't be so ignorant, you're really mentally deficient now, maybe it'll motivate you to not be an asshole, I don't think it would be taken as friendly. But if you change an aspect of your appearance people can be all "Wow, you used to be so pretty (now you're hideous put a bag over your haed?) you should really do whatever it is I think would look better on you and maybe your inherent value as a human being in the eyes of society would increase".)
The whole "people like this are why gentrification makes me cringe" horror of the OP is in a locked post now, but I dug up some part of the alluring cat section from logs pasted to someone. It's magic! "There are a lot of really goddamn pretty Asian girls in this city, many with extremely good fashion sense--which I lack. I've never lived near many Asian girls and they still kind of come as a surprise to me. There's something about them that makes me forget they're human beings. I think they know that, too, because lately I've been eavesdropping a lot on conversations in the subway and I am finding that Asian girls are one sardonic group of people. Of course, once I learn that inside that Asian suit is a funny, brilliant, biting person, I totally want to be friends... but I can't! Because I feel they'll ALL TOO QUICKLY recognize that I have been helplessly driven to think of them as large, alluring cats."
I know up until high school my classes typically had a max of two kids who weren't white, but by the time I was through middle school I'd cycled through "best friends" who were Chinese, Korean, black, Puerto-Rican, Mexican, various kinds of multi-racial, Pakistani, Indian and probably some poor kid I'm forgetting, in addition to white kids from various backgrounds, and I highly doubt it was because I had some magical diversity genes from my handful of non-white ancestors. People are so willing to make other people The Other, I don't understand it. It makes me deeply curious what Other I am, who I'm the Other to. And where the brain damage started that people gave a fuck.
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INSANE! (Well, she doesn't like the mohawk either. XD But thank you. Oddly enough, that did make me feel better though now I'm cringing a little and wondering if maybe I should go sign up for the gym even though I'm dead exhausted after work. And my co-worker doesn't read, doesn't know about Tibet or British colonies, so I think she's an idiot, personally. And I'd rather be smart and a size ten than be dumb and a size six, if it comes down to it. But I have no idea how anyone can consider it friendly to shred someone else's self-esteem by offering totally unasked for opinions on their weight -- I just showed her some old photos of me because she wanted to see what I looked like with medium length hair, and how my hair looks has nothing to do with my weight, damnit! And hah. Full body paper bag dress, like the Paper Bag Princess? I used to love that story as a kid.)
Ay-yiy-yi-yi-yi. Maybe they're just clever and it has nothing to do with being Asian? Maybe -- *gasp* -- they have a sense of humor and because they have similiar tastes in what they find funny, they hang together? Is that so hard to believe?! And what the hell, Asian skin is an Asian SUIT? Does she have any idea what a storm she'd kick up if she said 'black suit' when refering to black people? SERIOUSLY?!
My best friends have been American-Swiss-Austrian, Australian-British, Russian, British-German-Austria and Bengali. Nice mix there. Mongrel pride? The Other, for Sri Lankans with proper patriotism, is usually Tamils, thanks to the Civil War. I'm not sure what my personal Other is, assuming I have one, so it's the same question as you -- except I know that I'm the Other to racist Austrians, from experience, and you might be the Other to anyone against racial blending?
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(Again, our culture is a strange one. Isn't size ten completely normal and fine, though? I mean I'm skewed because even Angelina Jolie gets amazingly unattractive to me when she's gone size waytoofuckingskinnyIdon'tlikelookingatyourbones, I don't know what's supposed to be "normal" and where "pretty" becomes "gaunt" anymore, but man. I'd way rather see people like you who don't tear their own self-esteem to shreds every time they look in a mirror and actually require idiots to intervene and tell them they should be embarrassed of how they look. Way better to realise they're idiots and occasionally feel like shit because of it than go through life telling yourself you're hideous.)
The "Asian suit" still kills me. It's so unbelievable, double-take inducing. I kind of love it because the fact that that kind of stupid exists, and in NYC of all places. Man.
That's the one thing I love about American maybe more than anything else, is our sheer number of "mongrel" people, whether it's interracial mixing or just intercultural. I doubt I qualify as mixed enough someone against miscegenation would correctly identify me as anathema without being told (but who knows, maybe I'm a sucky judge, I don't quiz nearly enough people to know who I look mixed to and who assumes I'm just a funny looking [whatever I'm pegged as]) but I guess that's an other. As bigots go I think I'd get hit so hard for not being straight they'd forget to do a bloodline check or measure if my eyes were too slanty.
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(Size eight is the max for a model, size fourteen is the average American size, and -2 is the best size, supposedly. Size 0 is what most models want to be. And yeah, I'm usually fine with my body and my face, but constant nagging from my mother and comments on how thin she was when she got married are kinda annoying. And my coworker's comments just came straight out of the blue and really kind of shocked me into 'bzuah, what the hell, how is this her business?!' defensiveness.)
Asian suit. MAN. Was she wearing her stupid suit when she typed that? I can't BELIEVE anyone would still write that, though it makes me think of someone going Wapanese-psycho and skinning an East Asian person to try to fit in better.
Your eyes slant DOWNWARDS, Savior. Clearly, you are Other. ^_~ And not-straightness can be hidden a lot more easily than the slantiness of your eyes, so it's not as obvious to bigots just casually glancing around for targets.
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(Bah. Who cares. It's all determined by a herd instinct to imitate whatever class of society's on top at the moment, in this moment people who can afford to starve themselves, bizarre concept that is, and tan compulsively. If you're happy and healthy, I don't see why anyone should care, or why being any particular not-obviously-sickly weight should make anyone categorically worthless/unattractive. "Worry about your own complexes, world, not trying to foster them in other people.")
Asian suit! Like the woman suit in Silence of the Lambs. Kawaii!
I still want to know what genetic groups share that trait. All I've come up with is it closely resembles certain Korean people, which does track with the fact that ma mère is/was periodically mistaken for Korean, but there's got to be some specific peoples that have that going on, especially since afaik I have no Korean blood whatsoever. Why does the world
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(Well, I'm tan! Yay! XD Naturally tan probably doesn't count, though, and Asian build means that your weight settles on your butt and not usually anywhere else. I think that as long as I can fight and move and walk fourteen kilometers without being in pain, I'm okay. And I think that I look kickass, which isn't necessarily the same as pretty, but it works for me.)
Yeah! Like that! Slanty eyes and all! Desu desu ~~~
I thought that it was also Native American? Or have you dropped that for a dead lead?
Annnnd I need to leave office now to go to an eye appointment, so catch you tomorrow. *hugs* Take care, Saviorling. Screen Oz for floppy-safety for me.
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Don't let them gouge your eyes out, it'd make screening too easy.
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HAH. I hit myself in the left eye with my mascara brush this morning. It was over an hour ago, it STILL hurts, and it keeps tearing up.
Clearly, mascara and eyeballs don't mix. Ow.
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WHY ARE YOU AWAKE AND ONLINE RIGHT NOW. WHY AM I.
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And I'm awake and online because it's 10:24 in the morning for me, meaning that I'm at work and I'm online because chatting with you is CLEARLY what they had in mind as 'work' when they hired me. But I have no idea why you're awake and online except that you're just as crazy as I am since I would probably also be awake and online at 4 in the morning were I back in America. As opposed to being in Austria. And at work. Supposedly.
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This is a sickening hour.
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Indeed. Would watching House make it less sickening? Or would going to sleep just mean you throw up in your mouth?
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