Oh dear god.
Oh dear god.
Stop hitting women. Stop punching them. Stop raping them. Stop getting them drunk or high so you can take advantage of them. Stop thinking they have to accept your advances. Stop cat-calling. Stop thinking women are here to satisfy your every wish and desire. Stop demeaning them. Just stop it.
We come from women; we need to start respecting them.
My country view for the next two months until we close on our new house in Asheville. If it weren’t for the isolation and inconvenience, I’d stay here forever.
Gorgeous Puffin in Bloom editions illustrated by Anna Bond from Rifle Paper Company! Beautiful artwork on those endpapers and cover, plus special bonus materials at the end of each book. Including, of course, a recipe for raspberry cordial.
We’re giving away a complete set of four to one lucky person who completes our MG/YA classics challenge this year!
Photographs by The Midnight Garden.
I need these books!
Happy birthday to my spirit diva, Queen Bey. I promise to dance around the house tonight in your honor and be my best, most #flawless self. You make me proud to be a woman.
XO, Lizzie Get Busy
i literally never get tired of this post
She’s the Queen for a reason. #FLAWLESS
The house we were under contract on fell through. So it’s back to square one.
I am so, completely over house hunting and am having a hate moment with Asheville right now.
(i don’t want to jinx anything, because who knows, but i am crazy excited about this one!)
- side note… removing the pic just to be on the safe side :)
Hair did, makeup did, obligatory selfie. This was just after my little boudoir photo shoot yesterday, which was a total blast :)
I usually get choked up about the easiest things, but lately I’ve been feeling more emotionally detached from things. I attribute this to the thousand things that are changing in my life right now — all good changes, but nonetheless… it’s unsettling.
Anyways, I had the urge last night to really be affected by something and feel deeply.
Enter Jane Eyre. God. It works every time. Tears, streaming down my face and sobs choking out of me. It was beautiful. So was Michael Fassbender :)
Next week I am doing something a little adventurous and having a boudoir photo session done as an anniversary gift for my husband. (But if I’m being honest, it’s really mainly for me).
I’m working with a photographer from Asheville, and just looking at her work is getting me seriously pumped! Check out these gorgeous ladies!
I still haven’t figured out what I’m going to do with the pics once they’re done, though :/
Red, white and baby: this has been an unforgettable Fourth of July in DC meeting my nephew for the first time 🎉 🇺🇸 👶 🎆
My big sister had her baby boy this morning! Can’t wait to hug her and meet the little guy in our nation’s capital tomorrow! 👶😍🇺🇸 #americanboy
And since we all came from a woman
Got our name from a woman and our game from a woman
I wonder why we take from our women
Why we rape our women, do we hate our women?
I think it’s time to kill for our women
Time to heal our women, be real to our women
And if we don’t we’ll have a race of babies
That will hate the ladies, that make the babies
And since a man can’t make one
He has no right to tell a woman when and where to create one
So will the real men get up
I know you’re fed up ladies, but you gotta keep your head up
Keep ya head up, oooo child things are gonna get easier
Ooooo child things are gonna get brighter
THIS SONG IS 21 YEARS OLD.
How much longer will we be fed up?
When will the real men get up?