"I hope you can look into your heart and understand."

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steal her style: god warrior

chanel cerf tote bag black with silvertone hardware ($2,300)

rick owens maxi jersey dress ($1,180)

lkuria grey pearl drop earrings ($3,545)

elizabeth & james’ gaby shirt ($105)

tom ford red pate de verre cross necklace ($2,959)


Walk a mile in theseimage


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I’ve spent my 18 years of life trying to be okay with the fact that humans fade in and out of each others’ lives. No matter how I think about it, I can’t make it sound romantic or poetic. To those who have already passed through my life and to those who eventually will: I love you. I miss you. The back door will always be unlocked if you ever feel like coming home.

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British people are just now becoming scene and it’s so funny


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Azealia Banks  - Chasing Time (Studio Version)



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Early in my freshman year, my dad asked me if there were lots of Latinos at school. I wanted to say, “Pa, I’m one of the only Latinos in most of my classes. The other brown faces I see mostly are the landscapers’. I think of you when I see them sweating in the morning sun. I remember you were a landscaper when you first came to Illinois in the 1950s. And look, Pa! Now I’m in college!”

But I didn’t.

I just said, “No, Pa. There’s a few Latinos, mostly Puerto Rican, few Mexicans. But all the landscapers are Mexican.”

My dad responded, “¡Salúdelos, m’ijo!”

So when I walked by the Mexican men landscaping each morning, I said, “Buenos días.”

Recently, I realized what my dad really meant. I remembered learning the Mexican, or Latin American, tradition of greeting people when one enters a room. In my Mexican family, my parents taught me to be “bien educado” by greeting people who were in a room already when I entered. The tradition puts the responsibility of the person who arrives to greet those already there. If I didn’t follow the rule as a kid, my parents admonished me with a back handed slap on my back and the not-so-subtle hint: “¡Saluda!”

I caught myself tapping my 8-year-old son’s back the other day when he didn’t greet one of our friends: “Adrian! ¡Saluda!”

However, many of my white colleagues over the years followed a different tradition of ignorance. “Maleducados,” ol’ school Mexican grandmothers would call them.

But this Mexican tradition is not about the greeting—it’s about the acknowledgment. Greeting people when you enter a room is about acknowledging other people’s presence and showing them that you don’t consider yourself superior to them.

When I thought back to the conversation between my dad and me in 1990, I realized that my dad was not ordering me to greet the Mexican landscapers with a “Good morning.”

Instead, my father wanted me to acknowledge them, to always acknowledge people who work with their hands like he had done as a farm worker, a landscaper, a mechanic. My father with a 3rd grade education wanted me to work with my mind but never wanted me to think myself superior because I earned a college degree and others didn’t.

Ray Salazar, Mexican etiquette some white people need to learn on dad’s 77th birthday. (via xicanaxingona)

My dad always hated when I didn’t say hi to every single person at the party. And that’s difficult to do at mexican parties, when there’s 30+ people every weekend, all scattered around the property (in the house, the backyard, outside in the street, probably cousin Beto at the corner liquor, etc). I used to hate saying hi to my aunt because she notoriously would kiss my entire face, but my dad made me anyway.

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she wears short skirts

I am groot 

she’s cheer captain and 

I am groot

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Do you think celebrities just have each others phone numbers and like Miley Cyrus will just text beyonce and be like “dude I want Mac and cheese so badly rn lol”

do you actually think Beyonce would even consider giving that greasy pasty mashed potato being her number

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cute how whiteys get all offended for mispronouncing an English word but god forbid we call em out when they mispronounce a word in Spanish 👀

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Lol gotta be up at 4:30am to shower/finish packing. It’s 2:15am. Liiiike what’s the point tbh