what the TambourineS sing
that girl is a goddamn problem
what the TambourineS sing
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I interviewed a young anthropologist working with women in Mali, a country in Africa where women go around with bare breasts. They’re always feeding their babies. And when she told them that in our culture men are fascinated with breasts there was an instant of shock. The women burst out laughing. They laughed so hard, they fell on the floor.

They said, “You mean, men act like babies?”

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Carolyn Latteier, Breasts, the women’s perspective on an American obsession

(via meadows-momma)

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im-horngry:

Pizookies - As Requested!
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commanderbishoujo:

blackamazon:

so-treu:

theanimalnamesofplants:

blackgirlwhiteboylove:

Iman attended some of David’s concerts in the late 1980’s, but they were not properly introduced until October 1990 at a dinner held by their mutual hairdresser, Teddy Antolin.
Bowie fell in love instantly.  
He was later quoted in an interview saying “I was naming the children the night we met … it was absolutely immediate.” But not so for Iman. “I did not want to get involved with a rock star. No way. It is not a sane thing to do, but David changed my mind. He wooed me.”
Not long after their first meeting, Iman had to travel to Paris.  She arrived to a hotel room filled with her favorite flower (gardenias) and a card from David.  
When she returned to Los Angeles, David was there waiting for her at the airport. Iman was sold. In an interview with NyMag Iman recalled, “His actions spoke louder [than words].… the doors open to the plane, and I come out and I see all these people taking a picture of somebody. And he was standing there, flowers in hand, no security. That was when I knew. He didn’t care if anyone saw.”

i kinda feel like the tumblr i am reblogging this from is problematic, but then my absolute love of david bowie, david bowie & iman, and how validating i find his adoration and high treatment of black women is coming from some internalized oppression/colonized psychological space as well; all said and done i love this story and these pictures.this is how i want someone to treat me, to come for in this way.

^^^^ all of the above, but especially the bolded.

this blog is so problematic but can we get into the part where
IMAN
aka a goddess walking amongst us 
is still dealing with issues of possibly being treated as something not to be seen in public with
"he didn’t care if someone saw"



that got me right in my spirit BA.
commanderbishoujo:

blackamazon:

so-treu:

theanimalnamesofplants:

blackgirlwhiteboylove:

Iman attended some of David’s concerts in the late 1980’s, but they were not properly introduced until October 1990 at a dinner held by their mutual hairdresser, Teddy Antolin.
Bowie fell in love instantly.  
He was later quoted in an interview saying “I was naming the children the night we met … it was absolutely immediate.” But not so for Iman. “I did not want to get involved with a rock star. No way. It is not a sane thing to do, but David changed my mind. He wooed me.”
Not long after their first meeting, Iman had to travel to Paris.  She arrived to a hotel room filled with her favorite flower (gardenias) and a card from David.  
When she returned to Los Angeles, David was there waiting for her at the airport. Iman was sold. In an interview with NyMag Iman recalled, “His actions spoke louder [than words].… the doors open to the plane, and I come out and I see all these people taking a picture of somebody. And he was standing there, flowers in hand, no security. That was when I knew. He didn’t care if anyone saw.”

i kinda feel like the tumblr i am reblogging this from is problematic, but then my absolute love of david bowie, david bowie & iman, and how validating i find his adoration and high treatment of black women is coming from some internalized oppression/colonized psychological space as well; all said and done i love this story and these pictures.this is how i want someone to treat me, to come for in this way.

^^^^ all of the above, but especially the bolded.

this blog is so problematic but can we get into the part where
IMAN
aka a goddess walking amongst us 
is still dealing with issues of possibly being treated as something not to be seen in public with
"he didn’t care if someone saw"



that got me right in my spirit BA.
commanderbishoujo:

blackamazon:

so-treu:

theanimalnamesofplants:

blackgirlwhiteboylove:

Iman attended some of David’s concerts in the late 1980’s, but they were not properly introduced until October 1990 at a dinner held by their mutual hairdresser, Teddy Antolin.
Bowie fell in love instantly.  
He was later quoted in an interview saying “I was naming the children the night we met … it was absolutely immediate.” But not so for Iman. “I did not want to get involved with a rock star. No way. It is not a sane thing to do, but David changed my mind. He wooed me.”
Not long after their first meeting, Iman had to travel to Paris.  She arrived to a hotel room filled with her favorite flower (gardenias) and a card from David.  
When she returned to Los Angeles, David was there waiting for her at the airport. Iman was sold. In an interview with NyMag Iman recalled, “His actions spoke louder [than words].… the doors open to the plane, and I come out and I see all these people taking a picture of somebody. And he was standing there, flowers in hand, no security. That was when I knew. He didn’t care if anyone saw.”

i kinda feel like the tumblr i am reblogging this from is problematic, but then my absolute love of david bowie, david bowie & iman, and how validating i find his adoration and high treatment of black women is coming from some internalized oppression/colonized psychological space as well; all said and done i love this story and these pictures.this is how i want someone to treat me, to come for in this way.

^^^^ all of the above, but especially the bolded.

this blog is so problematic but can we get into the part where
IMAN
aka a goddess walking amongst us 
is still dealing with issues of possibly being treated as something not to be seen in public with
"he didn’t care if someone saw"



that got me right in my spirit BA.
commanderbishoujo:

blackamazon:

so-treu:

theanimalnamesofplants:

blackgirlwhiteboylove:

Iman attended some of David’s concerts in the late 1980’s, but they were not properly introduced until October 1990 at a dinner held by their mutual hairdresser, Teddy Antolin.
Bowie fell in love instantly.  
He was later quoted in an interview saying “I was naming the children the night we met … it was absolutely immediate.” But not so for Iman. “I did not want to get involved with a rock star. No way. It is not a sane thing to do, but David changed my mind. He wooed me.”
Not long after their first meeting, Iman had to travel to Paris.  She arrived to a hotel room filled with her favorite flower (gardenias) and a card from David.  
When she returned to Los Angeles, David was there waiting for her at the airport. Iman was sold. In an interview with NyMag Iman recalled, “His actions spoke louder [than words].… the doors open to the plane, and I come out and I see all these people taking a picture of somebody. And he was standing there, flowers in hand, no security. That was when I knew. He didn’t care if anyone saw.”

i kinda feel like the tumblr i am reblogging this from is problematic, but then my absolute love of david bowie, david bowie & iman, and how validating i find his adoration and high treatment of black women is coming from some internalized oppression/colonized psychological space as well; all said and done i love this story and these pictures.this is how i want someone to treat me, to come for in this way.

^^^^ all of the above, but especially the bolded.

this blog is so problematic but can we get into the part where
IMAN
aka a goddess walking amongst us 
is still dealing with issues of possibly being treated as something not to be seen in public with
"he didn’t care if someone saw"



that got me right in my spirit BA.
commanderbishoujo:

blackamazon:

so-treu:

theanimalnamesofplants:

blackgirlwhiteboylove:

Iman attended some of David’s concerts in the late 1980’s, but they were not properly introduced until October 1990 at a dinner held by their mutual hairdresser, Teddy Antolin.
Bowie fell in love instantly.  
He was later quoted in an interview saying “I was naming the children the night we met … it was absolutely immediate.” But not so for Iman. “I did not want to get involved with a rock star. No way. It is not a sane thing to do, but David changed my mind. He wooed me.”
Not long after their first meeting, Iman had to travel to Paris.  She arrived to a hotel room filled with her favorite flower (gardenias) and a card from David.  
When she returned to Los Angeles, David was there waiting for her at the airport. Iman was sold. In an interview with NyMag Iman recalled, “His actions spoke louder [than words].… the doors open to the plane, and I come out and I see all these people taking a picture of somebody. And he was standing there, flowers in hand, no security. That was when I knew. He didn’t care if anyone saw.”

i kinda feel like the tumblr i am reblogging this from is problematic, but then my absolute love of david bowie, david bowie & iman, and how validating i find his adoration and high treatment of black women is coming from some internalized oppression/colonized psychological space as well; all said and done i love this story and these pictures.this is how i want someone to treat me, to come for in this way.

^^^^ all of the above, but especially the bolded.

this blog is so problematic but can we get into the part where
IMAN
aka a goddess walking amongst us 
is still dealing with issues of possibly being treated as something not to be seen in public with
"he didn’t care if someone saw"



that got me right in my spirit BA.
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pattilahell:

brianashanee:

I been tryna tell niggas.


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pattilahell:

brianashanee:

I been tryna tell niggas.


Waittt
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