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Internets Mandy somebody, posts about her kid at Harper’s Happenings, learned today that an image of the child she has posted public pictures of since birth was being used to sell ironic onesies without her permission: The 15 people on planet earth who recognize this kid immediately set about sending twitter alerts. The Mandy person tried to goad the Chive into responding by sending out a sarcastic tweet, which is how bloggers handle such things: Ok, honestly if I were this Mandy chick I’d mostly be angry that my kid was wearing something with that tired old “Keep Calm” meme (can that please die already?) across her belly. Anyway, the company apparently removed the image pretty soon after being informed. Now what I want to know is, why can’t bloggers ever handle anything with a private, professional email and then drop it in public? Why must there always be public tweets or blog posts to stir up drama? Can bloggers just not deal with any problem unless they get attention for it? Micholee Joni finally came up with the perfect stunt to blog about – the white woman with long blonde hair is making wearing an afro wig “the central gravitational theme of my life story”. Whether at fried chicken festivals (“obviously an occasion to wear the fro”) or at pinkberry rocking her “Gucci fanny pack circa 2004”, she continues what she calls an “act of genuine hair admiration”. The thing about me is, though, I have always been misunderstood. Misunderstood by groups of friends, people who know me from afar, and even by myself. I have always had people who dislike me, who push back on my ideas, and who don’t appreciate me. Obviously all these unappreciative people eventually started asking “wtf?” in her comments, prompting her to respond with a typical self-centered blogger post: It’s 2012. Fried chicken is an American food. It’s a Korean food. I think it’s one of the most delicious foods on earth. By pointing out that it’s also something very much embraced by black culture, which just happens to be associated with my afro, I am not mocking! If I felt I was mocking, I’d stay far away from it. If someone did a blog post about chicken soup and related it to Jewish culture, I would not be offended. Basically saying sorry I’m not sorry, I guess you losers just don’t get the joke, and a dismissal of someone’s concerns with what amounts to ‘I’m Jewish! If you make Jewish jokes I wouldn’t care! Why is everyone upset’ is not really the way to respond to accusations of cultural appropriation in my opinion. But in an attempt to placate those who find her project racist, she has exchanged her black afro for a new wig: For some reason I feel like she missed the point in the criticism, but it’s a blogger we’re talking about here. Do they ever really listen?
Breast cancer activists around the internet are waving pitchforks at Etsy, the “indie” internet shopping site popular among twee and wannatwee bloggers, for joining in the October retail ritual of “pinkwashing”. It seems Etsy sent out a promotional email with the tagline “Tickled Pink: Show your love to the women in your life with Breast Cancer Awareness Month”, featuring all pink products in several categories. The problem seems to be that only a few of the items have anything to do with Breast Cancer research or awareness. Blogger “Pink Goose” writes: “Etsy’s lack of ethics and oversight is bad enough. The fact that the majority of sellers are craven opportunists profiting off of our disease with cheap “handmade” crap is bad enough. But the fact that [people] like little miss Nichole actually promote these people as part of a fun, happy “Tickeled Pink” marketing email is beyond infuriating.” When Nicole Smith began getting twitter call outs for the promotional email, she responded simply “Thanks so much for bringing this to my attention. Always appreciate the feedback on how to improve and grow.” Honestly I’m not sure what people expected of Etsy. They are, for all their crowing about being independent and not just some cog in the capitalist pig dog machine of manufactured consumerism, a shopping site. Meaning, their goal is to make you buy crap from their sellers so they can make money. It’s not surprising (especially considering their mostly young and twee consumer base) that they are using Breast Cancer Awareness Month as an excuse to try and sell people pink crap. Every other retailer is doing the same thing. Etsy isn’t some little shopping hugcircle run by three friends from their dining room, it’s a million dollar company with dozens of employees; in other words, a business. Don’t let their cute little “community for sellers” schtick fool you – their goal is to make money, not make sure your sensibilities remain intact. That said, I have to agree with one community commenter who said “We don’t need general ‘awareness’ – we need action. Action as in — more, better measures for prevention, more access to better testing, more money for research, more access to treatment and recovery services. Simply coloring everything pink doesn’t do that.” Meet Mrs. Handbasket. Back in January she announced to the internets that her husband is “under investigation for possession of [CSA material]”. Ashley, the Crossfitting blogger at Healthy Ashley, is celebrating her “birthday week”. Apparently her friends threw her a “gangsta semi-surprise birthday party”: I came home on a break from school on Wednesday to find the house covered in fake money, gold chains and lots of loot with heavy rap music blasting. The party decor included a charming door sign encouraging guests to “HIDE YO KIDS! HIDE YO WIFE!” and tables with bowls of gold coins and dollar bills: And nothing screams “gangsta” like blowing out the candle on your carrot cake ” with a shot of Absenth (sic)”. Honestly whatever, I find this rather tacky but so be it. What I’m mostly annoyed at is the perpetuation of the “birthday week” crap. YOU GET A DAY. ONE DAY. It does not take anyone a week to be born. Please stop doing the “birthday week”/”birthday month” crap, people! Brit Morin, can totally be trusted with your information, is using that $1.25 million in free money to buy boxes and supplies for her new “Brit Kit” venture. Claiming people never get around to doing all those DIYs they post on Pinterest because they “don’t have the time to go shopping for materials”, Brit has decided that the way to serve humanity is by charging them money for a box of crap so they can do all those “projects we’ve showcased here on Brit + Co. as well as from around the web”. For only $19.99 per month Brit will send you her used yoga mats and rolls of duct tape along with instructions for her amazing DIYs: Our whole schtick is that people don’t have a lot of time these days, so we don’t want to take up more of it! These projects are simple enough to do in a half hour or so. In fact, they are so simple that your kids could probably even do them with you (that being said, we promise they aren’t as lame as the Arts & Crafts projects that you used to do in 1st grade). And just in case you don’t have DIY equipment, Brit will happily sell you a hole punch, a hot glue gun, an exacto knife, and some other random crap for $29.99 in her “DIY Starter Kit”. “Quantities are limited” while they “get things off the ground”, so be sure to stampede over there and give the Morins your credit card info today! Gal about town and pioneering testicle designer Mary Rambin has dusted off her soapbox to drop some more knowledge on the unhealthy masses. This time she focuses on NYC’s recent ban on large sugar-sweetened drinks, which is, in her words, “a step in the right direction.” More specifically: My hope is that this is the first of many acts to follow to take the over-processed crap out of our diets; people are obviously not capable of doing it themselves. (Have you seen the lines at McDonald’s lately?!) Again with the “oh poor unhealthy idiots, eating McDonald’s because they’re too dumb to know better” schtick. She honestly seems to believe that if soda and fast food were wiped off the face of the earth, everyone would just start going to Whole Foods and eating salads and granola all day long. She doesn’t show even an iota of understanding that health is way more complicated than just trying to force people to reach for water instead of Pepsi. I’m just tired of seeing Rambin pull this ridiculous concern-trolling routine, when it’s clear she doesn’t care about starting or joining any halfway serious conversation about health or obesity. I will give it to Rambo, though. The woman certainly knows how to end her posts with a bang: Although I have no scientific references to back this up, it’s my belief that the crap these big brands inject into food is a cause of cancer. Cancer, you say?! Well I’m convinced. I’ll put down my Cinnabon and pick up the nut butter. Does anyone know of any good recipes involving quinoa?
Companies Will Use Pictures Of Your Baby From The Internet

Michelle Will Wear Her Afro Wig And Change Your View Of White Blonde Girls

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Etsy Wants To Sell You Some Pink Stuff
Wife Of Accused Man Will Explain Why [CSA material] Isn’t So Bad
“Gangsta” Newest Birthday Party Theme For Middle Class White Women

Brit Morin Will Sell You A Craft Box

In Case You Were Wondering, Mary Rambin’s Condescension Circuit Still Works