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thisisrapeculture: xtremecaffeine: and-other-good-intentions: So I saw a post on how American Apparel markets unisex clothing, but I couldn’t actually find a unisex section on their website. I did however notice this. The sweatshirts one is particularly illuminating. Selling men’s clothes to men, and selling women’s bodies to… ? American Apparel is really fucking horrible for many, many reasons, but here’s another example.

thisisrapeculture:

xtremecaffeine:

and-other-good-intentions:

So I saw a post on how American Apparel markets unisex clothing, but I couldn’t actually find a unisex section on their website. I did however notice this. The sweatshirts one is particularly illuminating.

Selling men’s clothes to men, and selling women’s bodies to… ?

American Apparel is really fucking horrible for many, many reasons, but here’s another example.

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So, my boyfriend walks into the living room with my black bra; he has one cup over the top half of his head/face and the other cup over the bottom half, with a slit at his eyes where the two pieces meet. He gives no explanation, but simply says, “I’M A NINJA!!” then backs out of the room. >_>

Ladies and gentlemen… my life.

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vegansanfrancishet: So, I paint my nails pretty regularly these days. I also work as a barista/cashier pretty regularly these days. A few weeks back, I had a customer come in, a fairly typical, sheltered, suburban soccer mom, and she ordered a latte from me. She saw my brightly colored nails and said, “Wow, you’re so brave! My son asked me about painting his nails, and if it’s okay for boys to do that. Now I’ll tell him there’s a cool guy who does it too!” It was a nice moment, very cute. Then, last week, she came in again, and said, “Hey, I’m so glad you’re here! I want you to meet someone!” She then brings her son forward, and says, “Okay sweetie, show him what you did!” And he throws his hands up, showing off his bright, sparkling blue nails. He shows them off, and I show mine off to him. He smiles. We fist bump. Guys, I’ve only wanted to cry once at work before, and that was when someone ordered a large dry soy cappuccino on ice. This time, though. This was a good cry. I love this so much. My little brother (6 yrs old) absolutely loves the color green. He loves it so much, that he always asks me to paint his toenails green. His father is the typical manly-man, down home country boy, redneck who is dead set against it. Every time I paint his toenails green and he visits his dad for the weekend, he ALWAYS makes him take it off. He tells him, “Only girls paint their nails.” I’m sure that’s exactly what this boy was afraid of before you gave him the courage to do what he wanted! Reading this just started my day off on the right foot. I can’t wait to show my little brother this when I see him next!

vegansanfrancishet:

So, I paint my nails pretty regularly these days. I also work as a barista/cashier pretty regularly these days. A few weeks back, I had a customer come in, a fairly typical, sheltered, suburban soccer mom, and she ordered a latte from me. She saw my brightly colored nails and said, “Wow, you’re so brave! My son asked me about painting his nails, and if it’s okay for boys to do that. Now I’ll tell him there’s a cool guy who does it too!” It was a nice moment, very cute.

Then, last week, she came in again, and said, “Hey, I’m so glad you’re here! I want you to meet someone!” She then brings her son forward, and says, “Okay sweetie, show him what you did!” And he throws his hands up, showing off his bright, sparkling blue nails. He shows them off, and I show mine off to him. He smiles. We fist bump.

Guys, I’ve only wanted to cry once at work before, and that was when someone ordered a large dry soy cappuccino on ice.

This time, though. This was a good cry.

I love this so much. My little brother (6 yrs old) absolutely loves the color green. He loves it so much, that he always asks me to paint his toenails green. His father is the typical manly-man, down home country boy, redneck who is dead set against it. Every time I paint his toenails green and he visits his dad for the weekend, he ALWAYS makes him take it off. He tells him, “Only girls paint their nails.” I’m sure that’s exactly what this boy was afraid of before you gave him the courage to do what he wanted! Reading this just started my day off on the right foot. I can’t wait to show my little brother this when I see him next!

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