Vogue Nippon Aug 2017 - Slick Woods by Emma Summerton

9/25/14-Ciara at Lanvin’s SS/15 Ready-To-Wear Collection show

Foolish Samurai! 👹

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Cosplayer: @delta_major

Character: #aku

Series: #samuraijack

Co-creator: @tysheenaanderson who helped with the costume.

Photographer: @typicalcyd

Tupac Shakur and Thandie Newton on the set of “Gridlock’d” (1997) in 1996.

Whose Line is it Anyway - Season 13 - Episode 6

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Pebbles LaDime ‘Dime” Doe was 24 years old. She was born in 1994 and raised in Allendale, South Carolina. On August 4, she was murdered in her hometown less than 100 miles from the place where Denali Stuckey, another Black trans woman, was killed in late July.

Details are sketchy right now and the limited media is misgendering and deadnaming Pebbles. She made her identity quite clear on her Facebook page where posts also implied she had strong relationships with people in her family of origin. Family members say Dime’s body was found inside of a car in a driveway off of Concord Church Road in Allendale County. But there are not other details available. Planettransgender has more information on how local media are trying to pursue this story with law enforcement and her family.

Her death has not gone unnoticed by friends and family with tributes and outrage over her untimely death filling Facebook. Funeral arrangements are incomplete (note – the obituary deadnames LaDime.) There’s a hint in some posts that perhaps the person who killed was known to her and that information might be in her social media history. That must be damningly frustrating to her family and friends looking for any shred of information on how their 24-year-old loved one was found dead in a car in what appears to be a suspicious death.

LaDime’s Facebook feed is filled with the content you might expect from any 24-year-old young woman – back and forth banter with friends, commentary on social issues, lots of cute pics with Snapchat filters, updates on her plans with family and friends. And then it just ends almost as if she might log back on at any minute to share what she’s been up to these past few days.

Rest in power, LaDime. You were so clearly loved and valued by many people who will work collectively to see justice in your death. You deserved a life filled with everything you sought and so much magic. I’m so sorry and sorry that the investigation into your death is causing pain for your loved ones.

Source: pghlesbian.com

Waking up to your husband holding your half naked body with his. Peeling him off of you and crawling out of bed. Sneaking down to the kitchen. Putting in your headphones while you cook breakfast for the two of you. Hearing footsteps but pretending not to notice. His hands on your hips as he sneaks up behind you. You spin around for a kiss. Eating breakfast together on the porch of the house you own together. Taking a hot shower. Together. Crawling back into bed as the sun goes up into the sky. Sex. Napping. Laughing. More sex. More napping. More laughing. Take another shower. Get dressed up. Go to dinner together. Have a couple drinks. Have really good food. Walk around the city under the lights and the stars holding hands. Drive home. Take off all the fancy clothes. Climb back into bed. Fall asleep next to the love of your life, again.

NOW BITCH

My shit!

A Countess from Hong Kong (1967)

— Maya Angelou (via amargedom)