“Don’t Save Her. She Don’t Wanna Be Saved”: How the Ho/Queen Dichotomy is Killing the Black Body

“if your ‘pro-black woman’ movement does not include hoodrats & ratchet black women, because ‘theyre not queens/theyre setting black women back’, your movement is bullshit and I want no part of it any movement that segregates my sisters into ‘good and respectable’ and ‘bad and deserves disrespect’ categories is harmful and bullshiterious”
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One time for my LA sisters

One time for my LA hoes

Lame niggas can’t tell the difference

One time for a nigga who knows

J Cole’s catchy chant in “No Role Modelz” reminds us that there’s a difference between hoes and sisters. This meme reminds us that there’s a difference between queens and peasants. I am reminded of how commonplace it is to evaluate Black women’s worth based on how we choose to represent ourselves. And that makes me feel some typa way.

The intention of these messages is to promote self-respect in a society that has profited from demeaning us. To celebrate images of Black womanhood that are not predicated upon hyper-sexuality and one-dimensional tropes. But, for me, the intention is lost in a tone that echoes sentiments that were used to dehumanize Black women during slavery and to distinguish them from their white counterparts post-slavery. A Tumblr…

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Vintage Pearl

beautiful time celebrating kimmy and shawns wedding tonight! took a #sexyselfieforperleycooper afterwards. he’s so rad! ambitious vintage pearl! drove his harley 5-hours to atlanta for a dope funk show. told me this photo has an elektrik frida khalo vibe to it! vintage aesthetic. my vintage pearl. #vip #girlrillavintage #theeamazinggrace

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Hang Her on the Wall Girl-Black Pin-ups

“Black Pin-Up Queens”
GirlrillaVintage Honors the Original Hang Her on the Wall Girl

“These are my custom made, wearable-intervention-art pieces, featuring vintage and vintage style black pin-up girls. Women who occupy a forever space of belonging in my heart. This is an ode to them and for the people who love them. Unlike white pin-up models of the time, praised for their beauty, black pin-up models were fetishized for their sexual prowess and curvaceous attributes. Black girls who weren’t cherished by soldiers overseas, pinned on walls, or lockers, but were hidden under mattresses, cloaked in secrecy, dirty little secrets, fetishized in private. Black pin-up girls were not idealized versions of what was thought of as beautiful or attractive. And despite the fact that Josephine Baker, Dorothy Dandrige, Lena Horne, and Eartha Kitt were all categorized as “burlesque” and “pin-ups” of the time, black pin-up models in general weren’t as widely distributed as white women of the same time period. This art is to honor, not overshadow to those black women, disempowered, abused and unrecognized like Sartje Baartman taken from Africa to England and placed in a freak show because of her “disproportionate” body, to those that bore for the love of art and self-expression. To the women in these images, thank you for letting me find you. Thank you for giving me permission to honor you this way.”

Love and Light,
Thee Amazing Gracie






On Being Human

Some parts of me are delicate. Some parts of me are hard as a rock. I blame it on the human experience. Being thrust from spirit filled spaces to common ground really complicates things. Really makes life a difficult task. Its like we have to unlearn everything we’ve ever learned on the other side of our lives. And some is great, but most is treacherous. And loving unconditional is essential-its damn hard though. ‪#‎theeamazinggrace‬