Hobo Themed Wedding

Okay, confession time. I follow Regretsy. Don't judge me. I feel you judging me. Sometimes, in this crazy, messed up world, it's just nice to laugh. And no, the site isn't PC, and sometimes it's NSFW. But then there's April's Army, because if you can use your popularity for good, why not? Anyway, it's amusing, most of the time, but if you get easily offended, perhaps don't stray too far into the site.

Okay, that was all the preface to something Regretsy posted earlier - a link to the Etsy blog that featured a hobo-themed wedding. No, I'm not kidding. I like to tell my friends that 'Regretsy means never having to say you're kidding' and that definitely rings true here as well.

But even without Regretsy, I'd have found this offensive. Just the title of the post got that yucky feeling starting gnawing its way from my stomach. Then it got worse. As we prepared to make everything for our wedding, we collected feed sack dresses and old work boots, antique hand-stitched quilts and jug band instruments. And then I could actual taste vomit. The attire was hobo casual! They destroyed antique quilts! They had garbage can fires!

I know I don't need to remind people that we have an incredibly fragile economy right now, the unemployment rate is way too ridiculously high, the underemployment rate is even higher, people are losing their homes left and right, and we have a Congress that took us to the brink of disaster for shits and giggles. Even without that - even if our economy was robust and unemployment was ridiculously low - invoking a time and period in our history when things weren't just bad, they were about as low as one could go is just sick. Because this had nothing to do with fashions of the times. No, this was entirely about the culture of the times. Sick sick sick.

Not to mention, it took a while for the comments to turn, and that, that is why I'm writing about this, and my utter contempt for humanity. It takes until user kaytaa for the tide to start turning and people to stop heaping praise over spending $15 grand to dress up like poor people. Seriously, scroll up. It's sickening.

I just have no faith in anyone or anything right now. It's not a good idea, it's not creative, it's not chic, and if you're thinking of saying it is, you need to examine your privilege. And then you need to stay the hell away from me.

summer's eve ... wtf

These Summer's Eve ads cannot possibly be a real thing.

They cannot. Because if they were, I would have to talk about how utterly horrific and offensive they are. Especially for how racist they are. Not to mention ...

Why, why, why, why does our society which already over-pressures and over-sexualizes women by telling them what to wear and how thin/beautiful to be, feel the need to tell women how this particular organ should smell?

Groom your hair to silky shiny perfection! Look like a beauty queen with eyelash-lengthening mascara! Do up those luscious lips! Wear this perfume! And this dress! And these shoes! And if you do it, and we think you're doing it wrong, you're either a slut or asking for it! Or both!

Oh, and please make sure your vagina smells good too.

Just ... wtf? What the ever-loving fuck?

These cannot possibly be a real thing. They cannot. I refuse to believe it.