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Ellen, tackling the real issues.
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I had to share this story. I was in O’hare airport in the American Airlines terminal today. I walked into the bathroom and saw a really sweet, cute girl… She wasn’t wearing makeup and had a short hair cut, but she was adorable and had great style. I didn’t think twice about it and went into the stall. When I was washing my hands, I hear a woman walk in and say “What is a boy doing in this restroom?! This is a ladies’ room. This is outrageous. What do you have to say for yourself? Why are you in this room?” as loudly as she could to get the attention of the restroom. The girl just stood there for a minute and finally barely squeaked in the sweetest, most defeated voice, “I am a lady.”
My heart completely broke. I should have yelled at the woman who degraded this poor girl. The woman merely responded, “Oh. Well, fine then.” She didn’t even apologize. I should have asked the girl if she was okay, but I didn’t know how to respond. I’ve been thinking about this interaction all night and I sincerely wish I would have had the courage to tell the girl just how beautiful she is.
Even if a girl doesn’t wear makeup, or have long hair, or wear pinks or purples, that doesn’t make her any less of a woman. We’re all beautiful in our own bodies, our own styles. Fuck anyone who tells you differently.
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No one before Bernini had managed to make marble so carnal. In his nimble hands it would flatter and stream, quiver and sweat. His figures weep and shout, their torses twist and run, and arch themselves in spasms of intense sensation. He could, like an alchemist, change one material into another - marble into trees, leaves, hair, and, of course, flesh.
- Simon Schama’s Power of Art. Bernini
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