Isn’t it intriguing how the word “humanity” is used to describe virtue, and yet, human beings are notorious for ultimately destroying just about everything we touch?
Exhibit A: Mother Earth.
Exhibit B: Each other.
There’s no denying it — human beings are curious creatures. For a species which perpetually glorifies goodness, we tend to do an awful lot of crooked things. Still, the question remains: are human beings plagued by evil, or are we actually the plague in ourselves? (more…)
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Let’s talk about body hair. More specifically, let’s discuss body hair removal… mainly, as it applies to women.
I’m actually seriously starving after my morning fight training, and usually I dash to my fridge for food the moment my post-gym shower has concluded.
But today was different because a thought struck me as I shaved my legs in the shower just now, a thought that made me run straight to my laptop to write this blog entry.
Why is it even a societal norm for women to be hairless [aside from their mane, eyebrows, and eyelashes, I mean]? Where did that idea even come from in the first place?
Men and women both have natural body hair, so how did it become such that females are
“supposed” to make themselves appear hairless at all given times while men get to keep their body hair all-natural?
Well, while dealing with the annoyance that is running a razor blade over my knees about fifteen minutes ago, I came up with a literal “shower thought” theory:
As some of you already know, I love fighting – [kick]boxing, Brazilian Jiu-Jitsu, wrestling, MMA, etc. Better yet, I’m finally getting the chance to make it an integral part of my life by actually learning and practicing it. Training for a real fight is nothing short of a dream for me – I’m blessed and thrilled, and I damn well know it.
But no, I’m not writing this post to bore you all to death with my fitness- and fighting-induced bliss, so y’all are still going to be needing your pre-recorded dolphin sounds to fall asleep tonight.
I actually want to share what it’s like to be a female fighter in this ridiculous world. To explain this, first I have to tell you what it means to be a female in general around here.
It means that we’re expected to be pretty, cute, sweet, and delicate… nothing more, and nothing less. Furthermore, it means that we’re supposed to live our lives and make all of our decisions around – yep, you guessed it – being pretty, cute, sweet, and delicate. (more…)