Portobello Bagel with Tempeh Bacon and Garlic Cream Sauce / Recipe
best underwear situation I’ve seen in ages.
(Source: youlooklikespringtime, via xtinathegreat)
On Being Fat, Brown, Femme, Ugly, and Unloveable - -
I have become anti-romance because I cannot be invested in romantic love, because this investment is dangerous for my mental health. It is perpetual and intimate exposure to the interlocking systems of white supremacy, fat hatred, cissexism and more. Under these systems, my body can’t be neutral, or erotic, or desired without being fetishized beyond context and recognition. Further, my body is invisible in the alternate visions being created by those who wish to dismantle these systems, who are perhaps more invested in them than they/we/I want to admit or recognize.
Romantic love, as we understand it, is a colonial construct. It is an all-consuming, possessive, lifelong, monogamous endeavor that works to sustain capitalism and white supremacist heteropatriarchy via the nuclear family. We are told that this romantic love is essential, shaping it as a self-fulfilling prophecy. Were we to sustain ourselves on self-love, platonic love, and love of community, what could change? We could see the beauty of our interdependence, rather than individuals competing for higher wages and standards of living at the expense of each other. The formation of families, rather than communities, creates hierarchies of which people are worthy and deserving of our attention, protection and devotion. With a restructuring of romantic love as comparable to community/platonic/self-love, we begin to prioritize the care and livelihood of entire larger groups of people as equally important as our romantic partner/s.
In her piece “Moving Toward the Ugly: A Politic Beyond Desirability,” Mia Mingus pushes us to transcend a beauty binary and move towards what she calls magnificence, an embracement of the Ugly and the diversity of the body—of every body. Mingus frames beauty as an inherently exclusionary construction that erases people of color, trans and gender non-conforming folks, and disabled folks, specifically. With this in mind, I am still working through what it means to be ugly and be beautiful, and better understand my investment in beauty. If being “not beautiful” means not being or feeling “love-worthy” and if “love-worthy” means humanity, what does it mean for those of us who are not beautiful? What does love-worthy mean under a colonial construction of love and beauty founded on white supremacy and colonialism? Under these systems, is reclaiming beauty radical or assimilationist? Does it mean something different for my fat, brown, queer, femme, body than it does for others? Who decides? And who are the ugly we are leaving behind?
I’ll just clap.
My book comes out next Tuesday, July 22, and you can pre-order it here, but regardless of whether you pre-order it (although you still should, please, occasionally the publisher reminds me that part of the reason they are publishing the book is to actually sell copies of the book), you are hereby invited to the book party! It is at The POWERHOUSE Arena, a bookstore in Dumbo (37 Main St., Brooklyn, NY 11201) that is the only bookstore I’ve ever been inside that could legitimately lay claim to a name as sick as “The POWERHOUSE Arena.” Although pretty much every bookstore is sick in its own way, this one really is an arena.
The party is on Thursday, July 31from 7:00 p.m. to 9:00 p.m. and there will be an open bar with hard liquor as well as other kinds of alcohol. There will be DJ sets from Jon Caramanica (face all the way on the left), Sasha Frere-Jones (face next to his), and Tao Lin (face all the way on the right), and I will be “in conversation” with Jesse Cohen, one half of the band Tanlines and also the host of the podcast “No Effects.”
What I can promise is that if you come, you will have an amazing time, meet and make connections with people you will become close friends with, forge memories that will last for the rest of your life, and get trashed for free. This is all I can promise. I hope you will consider coming.
Ah I will be in boston for work on this day, and so I will miss Tao Lin in conversation with half of Tanlines (!) and I am sad about this.
"Pizza? What Pizza? I didn’t see anything arrive for you."
these cats know what’s up.
Feeling pretty anxious today and want some snacks and rosé.
The Potato Salad Kickstarter, "Jokes" and Privilege -
I understand that the potato salad Kickstarter thing is supposed to be funny and reveal how silly people are and how any project can get funding (despite the many projects that I’ve seen created by people of colour not reach funding peak). But I don’t…
Potato salad has almost made me DONE with white people, particular comedy type defenses and assumptions about why the rest of us are rubbed the wrong way by all of this, or even more seriously upset by it (Yes, I am bright enough to realize that this kickstarter does not take away from other kickstarters) and I actually like potato salad. Seriously fuck all this.