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wasabasscoburlesque:

gigilafemme:


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Photo by Mike Vanderdrift
MUAH by Me2009


GIGI’S IN TOWN! Come see the sensational Ms. La Femme at both our shows this week!

wasabasscoburlesque:

gigilafemme:

Pin-Up Post

Photo by Mike Vanderdrift

MUAH by Me

2009

GIGI’S IN TOWN! Come see the sensational Ms. La Femme at both our shows this week!

textsfrombennett:

Bennett shows his respect http://www.twitter.com/textsfrmbennett
vogue:

NOSTALGIA: The 1916 December Vogue Cover Illustrated by Helen Dryden

vogue:

NOSTALGIA: The 1916 December Vogue Cover Illustrated by Helen Dryden

oldflorida:

I’d rather be in a bungalow on Biscayne Bay, 1912.
(Alvin Lederer Collection)


Exactly where I wanna be :-)

oldflorida:

I’d rather be in a bungalow on Biscayne Bay, 1912.

(Alvin Lederer Collection)

Exactly where I wanna be :-)

textsfrombennett:

Bennett REALLY hates Drake #textsfrombennett

textsfrombennett:

Bennett REALLY hates Drake #textsfrombennett

textsfrombennett:

Bennett on espresso #textsfrombennett

textsfrombennett:

Bennett on espresso #textsfrombennett

textsfrombennett:

I’m confused Bennett.

textsfrombennett:

I’m confused Bennett.

One teacher’s approach to preventing gender bullying in a classroom

togetherforjacksoncountykids:

“It’s Okay to be Neither,” By Melissa Bollow Tempel

Alie arrived at our 1st-grade classroom wearing a sweatshirt with a hood. I asked her to take off her hood, and she refused. I thought she was just being difficult and ignored it. After breakfast we got in line for art, and I noticed that she still had not removed her hood. When we arrived at the art room, I said: “Allie, I’m not playing. It’s time for art. The rule is no hoods or hats in school.”

She looked up with tears in her eyes and I realized there was something wrong. Her classmates went into the art room and we moved to the art storage area so her classmates wouldn’t hear our conversation. I softened my tone and asked her if she’d like to tell me what was wrong.

“My ponytail,” she cried.

“Can I see?” I asked.

She nodded and pulled down her hood. Allie’s braids had come undone overnight and there hadn’t been time to redo them in the morning, so they had to be put back in a ponytail. It was high up on the back of her head like those of many girls in our class, but I could see that to Allie it just felt wrong. With Allie’s permission, I took the elastic out and re-braided her hair so it could hang down.

“How’s that?” I asked.

She smiled. “Good,” she said and skipped off to join her friends in art.

‘Why Do You Look Like a Boy?’

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