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This is wonderful. It's bizarre and sad that when people think of Native folks, they only picture someone in a jingle dress or war bonnet and can't make that mental leap that we dress in jeans and tee shirts and go to work and every other normal ass thing the rest of the country does. The multiple times I've was asked

I had a handcrafted headdress that my great-grandpa made for me (half Native American, half Spanish. He never knew his heritage, as his mother was forcibly removed as a child and grew up the "Indian Daughter" of some pioneers) that I absolutely loved. I brought it to school for cultural awareness month, and got

For those who don't understand why wearing headdresses is offensive: Imagine that a bunch of people who have never served in the military started wearing Purple Hearts as jewelry. Now imagine that we're wearing it while dancing at a strip club. It's offensive because we're wearing something we didn't earn. We're

Sad to say, but the suffering of Native Americans is just so deeply whitewashed. I remember learning about the trail of tears in school, and I was surprised by how quickly we walked over something so vital to the geopolitical develop of America. Maybe a first step in this situation is to stop categorizing Native

Ok, I was at a crazy estate sale today. There was an insane amount of beautiful things, ceramics, Asian statuary, original Herman miller chairs and Barcelonas.
I opened a tinsy ceramic jar and it was full of resinous black balls.
They smell sort of incense-ish, so I don't think they are hash, but could it be some other

He's not your friend, he's just some guy who wants to stick his dick in you. Once. And then he wants to go stick his dick in other people who aren't you.

Definitely this. I'm sorry you're in pain and that people add insult to injury by making assumptions about your legally prescribed and properly dosed medication. I agree that this article is very one-sided (eg. I don't see what PSH's heroin overdose has to do with treating cancer and arthritis patients). This seems

As a Canadian:

" Harvey Weinstein who will eat your children if you ever say something bad about one of his movies..."

I kind of love that I can tell who most of them are from the costumes alone. And there will never be enough Disney remix art. EVER.

A CLEANING LADY fucking up some pretentious asshole artist's art piece kind of makes me feel good. The ghosts of all those artists that died penniless must be laughing their arses off.

I am CRYING. I am crying from laughing over "Jesus Tapdancing Christ!" I am now imagining a full musical. Jesus and his 12 jazzy disciples.

The older I get, the more I think most young women are lovely. We are pretty hard on ourselves, but I really think most of us enjoy a degree of symmetry and one or two attractive features. I'm always blown away when "regular" looking Jezzies put up pictures of themselves.

Could we please try these experiments with people that aren't already lovely with excellent bone structure??

A few years ago I was on a flight from Chicago back home. I sat on the aisle of a 3 seat row and next to me were two women in their 70s. You could tell they'd known each other forever and were the kind of women I think of as Broads. Ballsy ladies that had madcap adventures in old movies.

My mom and I went to see Titanic for the interiors and the china (they re-created all of it to a t). At one point a whole cupboard of the china tips over and plates smash on the ground. My mom's then 8 year old godson leaned over to his mom and said "I bet this is the saddest part of the movie for mywifebonnie's mom",

Yes! The master manipulator! I like that you wrote that it could have happened to anybody. I have to remind myself that. I tend to beat myself up about this. I'm learning that getting conned, manipulated, and betrayed by those dearly close to us are more common experiences than we may think. It's just annoying when

I just cut my best friend out of my life last week. Well, I tried to talk to her about some shit and left the door open for friendship, but she was so interested in being the aggrieved party that she isn't interested in being friends if I was going to call her out on something. Her reaction was what I expected and

If there's two lessons we don't stress enough it's that you can't make someone love you and that you cannot be obligated to love someone else.

I got tearyt when she was trying to shake the rain off her sleeve. Then I lost it when she was carried back inside, only to refuse to go in and run back out. The kicker was when she turned to her family and tried to show how amazed she was. That "WAAAHHH!!!" just hit me right in the feels.