#girls history

[timetravelingcourtney]

For those of you wrapping your minds around 1999 historical dolls, some fun facts:

My grandma was a depression child like our girl Kit.

Grandma was a military steno pool secretary during Molly and Nenea’s storylines. (Infamously when she got the initial messaging that the war was over she called all her girlfriends and told them to go buy pantyhose.)

My mom is a boomer like our girl Maryellen and spent some of her youth as a self proclaimed Navy brat in Pensacola Florida.

I was born during Julie’s storyline.

I was about the same age as Courtney but did not get a Molly because PC was not on our radar. I still had and played with Barbies.

I was in graduate school during Nicki and Isabel’s storyline.

My kids, including my son, have read all the historical AG books and even now in their advancing middle school years will ask, “so was that like Felicity time or Caroline time”.

Eras.

[bebs-art-gallery]

La Femme Chauve-Souris (The Bat-Woman) 1890

— by Albert Joseph Penot

[foolsocracy]

identity reveals are always fun

[wh0-is-lily]

Lily of the Valley Vases 🪷

[saydesole]

Happy Black History 🤎

[inkskinned]

this is just my opinion but i think any good media needs obsession behind it. it needs passion, the kind of passion that's no longer "gentle scented candle" and is now "oh shit the house caught on fire". it needs a creator that's biting the floorboards and gnawing the story off their skin. creators are supposed to be wild animals. they are supposed to want to tell a story with the ferocity of eating a good stone fruit while standing over the sink. the same protective, strange instinct as being 7 and making mud potions in pink teacups: you gotta get weird with it.

good media needs unhinged, googling-at-midnight kind of energy. it needs "what kind of seams are invented on this planet" energy and "im just gonna trust the audience to roll with me about this" energy. it needs one person (at least) screaming into the void with so much drive and energy that it forces the story to be real.

sometimes people are baffled when fanfic has some stunning jaw-dropping tattoo-it-on-you lines. and i'm like - well, i don't go here, but that makes sense to me. of fucking course people who have this amount of passion are going to create something good. they moved from a place of genuine love and enjoyment.

so yeah, duh! saturday cartoons have banger lines. random street art is sometimes the most precious heart-wrenching shit you've ever seen. someone singing on tiktok ends up creating your next favorite song. youtubers are giving us 5 hours of carefully researched content. all of this is the impossible equation to latestage capitalism. like, you can't force something to be good. AI cannot make it good. no amount of focus-group testing or market research. what makes a story worth listening to is that someone cares so much about telling it - through dance, art, music, whatever it takes - that they are just a little unhinged about it.

one time my friend told me he stayed up all night researching how many ways there are to peel an orange. he wrote me a poem that made me cry on public transportation. the love came through it like pith, you know? the words all came apart in my hands. it tasted like breakfast.

[queerism1969]

[maliciouscigarette]

The sack of Rome, August 24th 410 CE, colourised.

Art by Psicochurroz

[foldingfittedsheets]

So one thing I’ve noticed is that people’s DnD characters may vary but there is usually an underlying thread that they all have in common. This thread is typically related to what that person struggles with the most.

For instance, my betrotheds DnD characters: a bitchy warlock we had to bust out of two different pacts, a sassy barbarian, a reformed drow cultist, and a sunshine fighter cleric.

All these characters were wildly different but at their very core struggle was them grappling with their self worth. My betrothed struggles with their worth a great deal and even with different facets showing their characters all have that too.

Mine all tend to contend with different themes of loneliness and acceptance. Surprise, surprise, the little autistic gremlin yearns to have been met with more love and lasting friendships.

So we’re at breakfast. I am meeting a new friend of my betrotheds for the first time. It’s been twenty minutes since I’ve met this man. I say my theory. He laughs. He starts to describe a few of his characters but specifies that he often has healing aspects. He gives a very broad overview of their character arcs.

I ponder for a moment then said, “Would you like to have my assessment?”

He laughed, “Sure!”

“We’ve just met. It’s gonna get real.”

“Bring it on.”

“I think your struggle is that you feel you must offer something of value or service to people to be worthy of their love.”

His jaw dropped. His fork froze midway to his mouth. A potato fell. He stared into space as this sank in. Quietly he said, “Oh.”

[michelleotter100]

One day I hope I will like my figure enough to be able to wear one of these in public 🥺

[summer-s0ul]

nina simone in action

[eirene]

The Painter and Pianist

Lionello Balestrieri

[bebs-art-gallery]

The Flayed Angel (circa 1749)

— by Jacques Fabien Gautier d’Agoty

[poorly-drawn-mdzs]

The girls are back (from the grave)

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[kaahmbem]

legend has it that the young witch circe and the once beautiful nymph scylla shared a complicated past...

[demigoddessqueens]

Happy 2,068th to when we should totally just stab Caesar!! Grab a knife with your bestie!