Everyone likes black stuff when it’s not on a black person. Ask Elvis. Ask Led Zepplin. Ask the “Justins” – Timberlake and Bieber. Our music, asses, lips, hair, dance moves are all crass vulgarities until some non-white person “cleans them up” and “makes them accessible” by doing the exact same thing – but being white while doing it. And these days, you can be white and completely sincere about your love of R&B or Hip Hop or having a fat ass and society will still gladly put you on that “Oh, but a white person did it this time” pedestal – whether you asked for it or not. And they’ll go there “oooing” and “aaahing” as if your mentors and predecessors meant nothing. As if your pop n’ lock routine came to them mature and fully-formed like Venus from the sea foam.

Clutch Magazine: “Celebrating the Black Beauty on White Women” (via thespunkywallflower)

I’ve noticed this a lot in hair culture. If a white person gets colorful hair it’s edgy and cool but if a black person gets it it’s cheap and “gh*tto” so yeah fuck that tbh

(via oppacalyptic)