All in Cosplay

Hot Girl Summer: Loving the Skin I’m In

I convinced myself I didn’t have body dysmorphia but would only go out half-dressed when I was squished in a corset that changed my shape into something more acceptable. I refused to wear shorts because my thighs are big and eat shorts like popcorn. I told myself I was comfortable in my body because I covered myself in sheer veils and learned how to position myself to look more acceptably shapely than I’ve ever been.

And yet, I fuck without shame with the lights on…So what am I really afraid of?

Stop Selling Out Our Blackness

I have this thing where I'm watching these spaces curated by Black people for Black people either were low-key pandering to the yt gaze or sell themselves to them...

There's this weird underlying notion that you haven't "made it" until you getting them yt dollars and those curating these spaces have shown themselves willing to cash out on the trust of their followers and audiences. It fucking sucks. And yet, it's a norm.