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A’keria’s “Twerking is a blessing” and “I paid good money for it, you gon slap it today! SLAP IT TODAY!” had me cackling.

He dances like someone who thinks he can dance because he only dances when he’s around white people.

Right!? My mom says it all the time (she’s black and I’m black). I just thought it was a country/Southern thing to say to avoid swearing.

Cunnilingus Class had me in tears.

My favorite response:

Not only that, but she then held a press conference, told everyone to stand, sang the anthem acapella and beautifully, and then asked if anyone had any questions with a smile.

Same same same. Either the relaxer was never strong enough or it was too strong and left me with scabs. I used to think that burning meant it was taking and it was only after I began transitioning that I realized that was NOT the case.

I’m seriously considering getting crochet braids as my next protective style. I’m just really bad at taking care of my scalp and real hair underneath my usual box braids so I feel like it would be a waist of money, especially since the hair is curly and out, rather than braided (if that makes sense).

Facebook’s “On This Day” feature makes sure to never let me forget those awkward pre-teen/teen years. I’m by no means “pretty” now, so I’m still waiting for my ultimate glo-up. In the meantime, makeup and YouTube tutorials have been a nice help.

FFS, there are comments in this thread suggesting that white women’s compliments have the power to imbue natural hair black women they’re bestowed upon with some sort of collective longed-for validation, that simply complimenting a black woman’s natural hair is an act of allyship.

YES. Compliments on my hair from other black women, and especially young black girls (and if we want to be more specific, young dark-skinned black girls with 4c kinky curls, because that was literally me a decade and a half ago), brighten up my day. It’s the equivalent of this gif to me:

I feel this exact same way. When I thought I wanted to be a screenwriter, I’d study his movies over and over. One of the first papers I ever wrote in college, a paper I return to every now and then because it was a labor of love, was about Reservoir Dogs. Inglourious Basterds is/was one of my favorite movies, followed

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24K Magic is a fun album and I routinely have the tracks in rotation because it’s easy listening and always puts me in a good mood. But AOTY? Over DAMN? Over Melodrama? Hell, even over “Awaken My Love!”? Nah.

My other favorite Three Billboards hot take is how art shouldn’t be politicized but rather judged and awarded based on its own artistic merit.

I had only heard the baseline premise of Three Billboards and was about to go see it the weekend Pop Culture Happy Hour did their episode on it. Gene broke it allll the way down. It’s also lowkey hilarious when any sort of the praise of the film hits his timeline because he does another exasperated version of the

Didn’t he go on SNL right after this happened and crack jokes about it? Ugh.

I prefer Dave Franco over James, precisely because I find him adorable and less smarmy than James (and I think he’s more attractive). Just hate that he’s a Franco and seems close to his brother, so there’s a chance that he’s also smarmy. Please, Dave, be better!

I did not anticipate at ALL enjoying the Neighbors movies. And yet, part of the reason why I did is because of how they played Kelly/Rose Byrne’s character. They could’ve easily made her a stick-in-the-mud who pops in every now and then wag her finger and tell her husband to cut it out and be a better father. Instead,

I started watching The Marvelous Mrs. Maisel last night because Amazon kept shoving advertisements for it at me and I’m thoroughly enjoying it, mostly because of Rachel Brosnahan’s performance. Glad to see her nominated.