americanwizarding:

These pumps, crafted by Mexican designer Lucita Abarca, caused quite a stir at a recent Sixth Borough fashion show. These crystalline high-heels were grown by Wyrm’s Pass artisans, deep below the Rocky Mountains, using a mixture of firebird ash, waters from the springs at Paradiso, and a variety of secret ingredients, rumored to include Australian fire opals and powdered moonstone. The result of using the firebird ash become immediately recognizable when the heel of the shoe is dragged backward across any dry surface, as it creates an impressive streak of magical fire which can be accurately aimed with a little effot. Ms. Abarca said she wanted a shoe that made a statement, and that statement was “Any bastardo brujo catcalling me on La Plaza de Sangre better be ready to dose his huevos, you know?” 

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Yes!

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blackgirlstalking:

#NevahDropDatAlcohol

geedee215:

Nicki Minaj’s filthy verse on Kanye West’s “Monster” — the crazy-ass voicess, the breath control — was the first moment a lot of people started to take her seriously as an MC.

“Cups” was a many-lived ditty that achieved ubiquity after Anna Kendrick covered it in Pitch Perfect and used a plastic cup (and her hands) for percussion.

Then my boo-in-my-head Akilah made this mashup, and you get this. Which is, you know, pretty dope.

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Best thing I’ve seen all day!

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just what a tuesday needs

jonnovstheinternet:

nothing says hope quite like flowers growing through the cracks in concrete

sunday night feels

Te vengo a cantar - Grupo Bahía (Hugo Candelario González) Video Oficial Alta Definición (by juanmartinfierro)

RETURN THE GAYZE: why i am not poor like the rest of my people ›

returnthegayze:

this is the story of betrayal.

read your palms and connect
the lines back to india. tug
a vein until you pull out your
ancestors (brahmin)
ask them
all the toughest questions
and maybe
they will confess to you what the
politicians erase from our histories:

that some of us let the…

JUST WOW

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RETURN THE GAYZE: corporate tax: or, losing friends to investment banking ›

returnthegayze:

remember the first day of freshman year of college when we were nothing but a name and a dot on the map at the front of the hall?

remember when we did not cry when our parents left us in those rooms too cramped for all of our expectations (and, perhaps, naïveté)?

remember the first…

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