The thing about this is that sculptures like these in art history were for the male gaze. Photoshop a phone to it and suddenly she’s seen as vain and conceited. That’s why I’m 100% for selfie culture because apparently men can gawk at women but when we realize how beautiful we are we’re suddenly full of ourselves…
Girls don’t let anyone tell you loving yourself is vanity.
“You painted a naked woman because you enjoyed looking at her, put a mirror in her hand and you called the painting “Vanity,” thus morally condemning the woman whose nakedness you had depicted for you own pleasure.” ― John Berger, Ways of Seeing
That looks hella uncomfortable. Why would you do that
That’s actually a funny story! I tried to put make up on to take some pictures and accidentally got eyeliner in my eye, like a lot, and it stayed there for like 20 minutes. It burnt like hell and I thought ‘Okay, I can’t get it out, so let’s take a picture to show everyone that I’m too dumb for everything’ and send it to my friends. Then uploaded it here, for fun and somehow it got famous and everyone is reblogging it with sad captions and I’m just sitting here, looking at it and thinking ‘I’m just hella too dumb to get eyeliner on”
Do they give sass lessons in Azkaban or something?
People always forget that Sirius Black is the king of sass and drama.
But think about this.
Chemistry isn’t a Hogwarts subject. Potions is. But of course Sirius knows that Snape is a half-blood, and that he hates being a half-blood. Not only is Sirius being a sassy motherfucker but he says precisely the thing he knows will push Snape’s buttons the most - he mentions something Muggle related.
"Luna had decorated her bedroom ceiling with five beautifully painted faces: Harry, Ron, Hermione, Ginny, and Neville. They were not moving as the portraits at Hogwarts moved, but there was a certain magic about them all the same; Harry thought they breathed. What appeared to be fine golden chains wove around the pictures, linking them together, but after examining them for a minute or so, Harry realized that the chains were actually one word, repeated a thousand times in golden ink: friends…friends…friends…friends… Harry felt a great rush of affection for Luna" — Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows