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“Are you in a play?” Tactics for dealing with the outside world
And by “the outside world” I mean all the non-lolita people who feel entitled to stare, comment, question, and even photograph you without your consent. You know, those weirdos.
This list is by no means complete, so add more!
Staring: One of the quickest ways to end the most common form of entitlement people seem to think they have is to make eye contact. Most people will look down in embarrassment. If that doesn’t work, though, or if they keep doing it whenever you look away, try these:
- Glare, like you mean it.
- On the flipside (if you’re in a good mood, if it doesn’t seem creepy to you, or if it’s a kid), smile! If none of the above applies, make it a creepy smile.
- Pull a face. (No, really.)
- “Can I help you?”
- Hit them with a greeting. For some reason even this basic acknowledgement can freak out your standard Hungry Eyes. Waving boosts this effect.
- If you’re on public transportation, always bring headphones or a book, or both. (Like Momoko.) Sometimes it’s easier to just distract yourself than engage.
“Are you in a play?”: Why are people asking this? What stage actor would go shopping or out to lunch in their costume? You can answer this seriously if you like, but doing so usually will get you bogged down explaining lolita fashion and answering even more questions. It’s your choice!
Other common questions include: “Who are you supposed to be?” “Where are you going?” “Okay, so what’s this all about?” “Where are you from?”
- “Yes, the play is called ‘Are You In a Play?’” Alternatively, use whatever nonsense title you like. Bob Saget on Ice is a favorite of mine.
- “We’re a street gang.”
- “Who are you supposed to be?”
- “We’re just hanging out.”
- “We’re from THE MOON!” <—I actually used this once.
- “Here, where are you from?”
- Don’t answer at all. Keep walking. If anyone in your group does stop to answer, they’ll get an easy out by saying “Oh, my friends are way ahead, I have to go catch up!”
“It’s not Halloween!”: A lot of people don’t ask questions. Instead, they just yell their shitty opinions whether you want to hear them or not! Depending on your situation—time of day, whether you’re alone or not—it may be best to ignore hecklers and harassers, especially the drunk ones. (Drunk people seem to be extraordinarily drawn to lolitas, including trying to touch; run away from them! They’re drunk and trying to touch you, you don’t care about their feelings.) However, if you’re feeling fed up and not putting yourself in danger by speaking up, don’t bottle it up! You don’t have to take people’s shit just because you’re fancier than the average bear. Don’t ever listen to people who tell you that you have to take it for looking different in public. If you’re stuck, try some of these:
- “Then why are you dressed as an asshole?”
- “I’m sorry that you’re jealous.”
- “What, you don’t like my outfit?” If they actually say no, tell them you’re sorry that they have such terrible taste.
- “Can I help you? Do you have something to say to me?” Be confrontational. (But stay safe!) If you don’t have to cross the street, walk over to them. They made their bed; now you’re coming to shit in it.
- “Fuck you, I’M A PRINCESS!” Effectiveness may vary. I actually said this to some “halloween already passed” detractors combined with a stomp and an angry face and they shut up.
- If you’re in a group of lolitas, everybody can point and laugh at the asshole at the same time.
- An important tip for dealing with assholes: Always be confident. Wavering or obvious defensiveness can sometimes encourage them to harass you further, and while this is in no way your fault, it’s not fun to deal with, either.
Photographers: Some people think they’re at fucking didney worl and you’re the resident mascot. They’ll take your picture without your consent, or ask to take a photo with you, or just ask to photograph you in general. With the last two, you have every right to say yes or no—it’s your choice! If you find it flattering or fun, go ahead. If you don’t feel like it, however, don’t feel pressured. Especially when it comes to people taking photos with you, and the person just starts looping their arms in yours—don’t feel like you’re not allowed to tell them they cannot touch you. Nobody is entitled to you! If you catch someone taking photos of you, try these:
- Make eye contact and talk loudly (if you’re in a group, obviously) about how SOME ASSHOLE is photographing you.
- Take a photo of them in return. Act like you’re on a six flags safari or something, for bonus points.
- Ruin their photos.
- Straight up tell them “Don’t take pictures without asking.” If they apologize and then ask if they can take your picture, it’s up to you but I recommend saying no. They already have photos that they’re unlikely to erase, and they need to learn that they can’t have everything they want, i.e. access to you.
- Please, please do not steal their cameras. This is counter-productive.
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Again, if anyone has any suggestions to add, please do!
I’M IN A STREET GANG
I’M FROM THE GODDAMN MOON
(Source: cryingjessepinkman)
hey guys
hey guys
I just made out this blog to spread the news on how the system of my country is, and also to make sure that we’re not alone on this situation. Hopefully this will get enough notes so that we can show up other citizens to start getting aware that this system also need changes. English is not my native language and sorry if this seems confusing, but I have got no other idea.
I live in Mexico, and here almost everything concerning sexuality remains as a taboo. So everytime someone sees people that are different, nasty comments about them are not missing.
I have this friend, Tonatiuh, he’s a transgender person, and when he found out about what he really wanted, fortunately he found no disgusting comments or compalints from any of his parents, friends, relatives, and professors.
People did talk about this. There were rude persons, but Tonatiuh didn’t care at all, for he knew he wasn’t alone and that the people who were important for him were truly supporting his decision. Back then he was really happy.
But just a few months ago, on December, it was Friday, when he was walking home, he encountered these group of boys who bullied him ever since he decided to become a male. At first he tried to ignore them, but soon they started going after him, and although he ran the fastest he could, they soon reached him and started bashing him. The whole thing ended up in a rape. They raped Tonatiuh and left him alone, on the floor, with no mobile phone nor money. Fortunately an old woman saw him lying there in the street and helped him out. Tonatiuh told his parents, and the next Monday they decided to go denounce these deliquents with the direction, they said they’ll investigate the case, the guys were found and they were punished and expelled. There was no trial, so they didn’t go to jail, they just stopped going to school.
Just on late February, Tonatiuh realised he was no longer having his period (because he has still female parts in his body) and got afraid, because he never had it delayed before. His chest was also incresing a bit so he decide to go consult the Doctor. He had some analysis and found out he was pregnant.
Her parents awaited no more and soon they raised a sue against those boys, but there has been a week and they’re still awaiting for an answer. However, it seems that the authorities have abandoned the case, as always, here in my country, left-behind cases are pretty common, and this is why people prefer not going and denounce things anymore. This might explain quite well why there’s lots of corruption in here.
Tonatiuh soon fell into a great depression, his notes decreased (he was an award-winning student), most of his friends left him, he started getting a bot agressive, soon he was not going to school anymore, he locked himself into his bedroom, starved, didn’t sleep and spent most of his days crying.
He has told us that he doesn’t want to live anymore. And I, his closest friend, am also very worried, and considered even moving to his house to keep taking care of him.
He also told me that he found a place where arsenic is pretty cheap, and that soon he will kill himself by sipping a glass of water with arsenic on it. I begged, cried, asked and even demmanded him to reconsider this decision, but his answer always was “Nobody will cry because I died, so, why am I still awaiting?”
I promised him and myself that I will show him that even strangers actually care about him, so he said that if this post gets over 50,000 notes in less than a week, he will try to re-build his life again, but if this doesn’t, well, soon you’ll find us,his parents, family, friends, classmates, fighting him to make him understand that he just can’t say to hell with this and end with his life.
I beg you to like and reblog this, whatever, just to make him understand that he is not alone, and that even strangers care about his existence.
Please.
I normally don’t post things like this, but that was so heartfelt.
NASA recently released imagery showing the deforestation of America …in just 34 years.
really sad
I think the saddest part about this is that everyone is going to reblog this, and then continue on with their day. I did some research for you, if you’re interested. Please reblog so that others can see! This is very important!
Desertification (caused by deforestation)
The problem with Deforestation
Volunteer to reforest the planet
Something interesting to think about: WaterBoxx
Groasis: More volunteer opportunities, information, and environmental news
(Source: rieshahello)
