Lately, feminists like Annie Lennox, bell hooks and Emma Watson have taken issue with Beyoncé’s sexual openness. While trying to discredit Beyoncé as a feminist, they seem to have forgotten one of the most important parts of Chimamanda’s speech in ***Flawless."What does a lady dress like, exactly? And who decided what a lady looks like? What bearing should one’s clothing have on one’s identification as a feminist? This is exactly the kind of misogynist policing we’ve fought tooth and claw against for decades, and to level this line of “reasoning” at Beyoncé is not only antifeminist, it is despicable." (x)
We should also note that Black Women are perceived and fetishized as hyper sexual. Which is why mainstream feminists willingly call Miley Cyrus, Iggy Azalea, and Katy Perry revolutionary and in charge of their bodies meanwhile demonizing Rihanna, Nicki Minaj, and Beyonce.
"I am free to do as I please.”The brunette popped her hip to the side, standing her ground. Sophie’s mouth gaped open as she watched him unplug her stereo. Could someone seriously be this rude? “Excuse me? I need that on.” The small girl slid in between the boy and the hanging bag. “You can leave just as easily as I could. Don’t let the door hit you on the way out.” The words slipped out between her gritted teeth. ”
"Well this is my room,” Harry turned around to face her, “again I have to repeat myself. Instead of wasting your time with pointless spinning you should check your hearing.” Harry gave her a smudge grin and started to hit the punching bag as hard as he can making echoes fill the room. He was going to practice weather she was there or not.
Harry just gave her a look. “Well it’s my room because I took care of it after it was just used to collect dust.” He explained pointing out the room how clean and well taken care of. Before it was empty and dirty being used as a storage room. “So it is my room. That’s what you do with something that belongs to you, you take care of it.” Again Harry was speaking to her like a child.
He smiled and looked at her, “I noticed you left, and it’s a good thing I did or else I wouldn’t have followed you and found these.” he smirked as he pulled out her key set and hung them from his finger.
"Ugh." Kennedy face palm herself. How could she be so stupid and lose her easy? Especially letting them get into the hands of Derek. "Thanks." She replied holding out her hand so he can give them to her. "Give them to me and then you can leave." She added with a bit of a glared.
Kennedy was searching for her keys in her purse but struggled. She stomped her foot and groaned loudly. When she felt a arm around her waist she quickly turned around but that made her more dizzy. “Derek…what are you doing here?” She asked with her face flush.
i replied to everything. now i am bored.
like for a starter and i will send you a message to discuss something c:
Harry raised a right eyebrow. She looked familiar but he couldn’t remember where he has seen her before. He didn’t really care at the moment, he just wanted his room back so he can train. “This is my room. You have to leave. You can go twirl and dance somewhere else but not in here.” Harry knew he was coming off rude, but he didn’t care. It annoyed him when people walked into this room knowing it belonged to him.