selfie noun, informal (also selfy; plural selfies)
a photograph that one has taken of oneself, typically one taken with a smartphone or webcam and uploaded to a social media website
"[T]he frequency of the word selfie in the English language has increased by 17,000% since this time last year.
Selfie can actually be traced back to 2002 when it was used in an Australian online forum. The word gained momentum throughout the English-speaking world in 2013 as it evolved from a social media buzzword to mainstream shorthand for a self-portrait photograph. Its linguistic productivity is already evident in the creation of numerous related spin-off terms showcasing particular parts of the body like helfie (a picture of one’s hair) and belfie (a picture of one’s posterior); a particular activity – welfie(workout selfie) and drelfie (drunken selfie), and even items of furniture – shelfie and bookshelfie.”
The Word of the Year shortlist
- bedroom tax
A little disappointed that olinguito didn’t make Word of the Year, but we may be a little biased.
Supernatural Gender swap/Racebend
Nicole Beharie as Deena Winchester
Kat Graham as Samara Winchester
Gina Torres as Joanne Winchester
As an added bonus:
Yes yes yes
Bryan Fuller (via meganmachine)
Look at him being respectful.
Look at him recognizing the fannish enthusiasm of women in a way that doesn’t demean them, or bait them, or wink-wink-nudge-nudge them in a way that’s only just this side of mocking.
Look at him recognize the intelligence that goes hand in hand with goofy posts about randomly appearing stags and flower crowns on Will’s head.
Pay attention, creators, writers and show runners: this is how you talk about fans, especially female fans. This is how to not be a dick.
Aubrey Plaza - Foam Magazine - December 2013
“Harry, I’m going to let you in on a little secret. Every day, once a day, give yourself a present. Don’t plan it. Don’t wait for it. Just let it happen. It could be a new shirt at the men’s store, a catnap in your office chair, or two cups of good, hot black coffee.”
Well that was by far the best episode of this season of ahs though I still don’t understand why every character is incapable of acknowledging Kyle does not want to be touched. Like seriously, just don’t touch him, it’s so simple. Also yay Madison is back and they’re actually acting like witches.
It could happen to anyone. People bury a person alive to scare them or to get rid of them. In this situation, rely only on yourself.
- Do not waste oxygen. In a classic coffin there’s only enough oxygen for about an hour, maybe two. Inhale deeply, exhale very slowly. Once inhaled - do not swallow, or you will start to hyperventilate. Do not light up lighters or matches, they will waste oxygen. Using a flashlight is allowed. Screaming increases anxiety, which causes increased heartbeat and therefore - waste of oxygen. So don’t scream.
- Shake up the lid with your hands. In some cheap low-quality coffins you will be able to even make a hole (with an engagement ring or a belt buckle.)
- Cross your arms over your chest, holding onto your shoulders with your hands, and pull the shirt off upward. Tie it in a knot above your head, like so: This will prevent you from suffocating when the dirt falls on your face.
- Kick the lid with your legs. In some cheap coffins the lid is broken or damaged already after being buried, due to the weight of the ground above it.
- As soon as the lid breaks, throw and move the dirt that falls through in the direction of your feet. When it takes up a lot of space, try pressing the ground to the sides of the coffin with your legs and feet. Move around a bit.
- Whatever you do - your main goal is to sit up: dirt will fill up the empty space and move to your advantage, so no matter what - do not stop and try breathing steadily and calmly.
- Get up. Remember: the dirt in the grave is very loose, so battling your way up will be easier than it seems. It’s the other way around during a rainy weather however, since water makes dirt heavy and sticky.
JUST TO PROVE TUMBLR HAS A SURVIVAL GUIDE FOR FUCKING EVERYTHING.
just in case guys
Okay so this is not the kind of music I am known for listening to but THIS IS IMPORTANT TO ME because I really think that this video is the glorious, empowering antithesis to the rapey creepsterness that is Robin Thicke and Blurred Lines.
This is ‘Magazine’, by Caroline Smith. THIS is how you create a raunchy, sexualised, awesome music video for a damn catchy pop song that is full of attractive half-naked lady people but is not degrading, objectifying or contributing to rape culture.
You have women of all shapes and sizes, losing their mind to a rad tune and having a goddamn awesome time. There’s none of that disturbing dead-behind-the-eyes look all the size-zero models have in Thicke’s video. This is fun. This is positive. This is women being very evidently in charge of their own space and bodies. It helps that the song lacks the disturbing lyrics and message of Thicke’s, but even if you just compare the videos without audio, you can see the difference. Don’t even bother trying to tell me that you don’t.
I’m not even going to go into the symbolism of the milk or the food, or the fact that the only men involved are the instrumentalists, rather than observers or participants in the action. Pretty sure y’all can figure that one out on your own.
tl;dr - want to watch a video for a rad pop song with half-naked girls that doesn’t make you feel like you need to take several long baths in Dettol? YOU’RE WELCOME.