So I like Doctor Who, science fiction in general, fantasy too, Oz, Wonderland, theatre, sewing, crafting, creating anything with my hands, my boyfriend, and at least a million other things. There's no way I can describe myself with a blog. But I can certainly express myself. I like to rant. I like to put my rants here. (Some) Fandoms: Doctor Who, Torchwood, Sanctuary, Castle, Firefly, Serenity, Tin Man, Alice (SyFy), Chuck, old school Nickelodeon and Disney, The Hunger Games, Star Trek: TNG etc.

The big list post.



Last Night in Ferguson (10.21.14): A state senator was arrested (and mama may have been legally packing), one of the lead organizers, nettaaaaaaaa, was roughed up by police, and one of the main sources of footage/live feeds, Rebel Z, was detained in what seems to have been an intimidation and straight up harassment tactic. The police are out of control, and it’s only getting worse. If you think this is over, you need to look again. #staywoke #farfromover

Ferguson is still happening. Are you still paying attention?

Tune into Z’s UStream tonight to watch developments live. 


As I’m walking through Target with my little sister, the kid somehow manages to convince me to take a trip down the doll aisle. I know the type - brands that preach diversity through displays of nine different variations of white and maybe a black girl if you’re lucky enough. What I instead found as soon as I turned into the aisle were these two boxes.

The girl on the left is Shola, an Afghani girl from Kabul with war-torn eyes. Her biography on the inside flap tells us that “her country has been at war since before she was born”, and all she has left of her family is her older sister. They’re part of a circus, the one source of light in their lives, and they read the Qur’an. She wears a hijab.

The girl on the right is Nahji, a ten-year-old Indian girl from Assam, where “young girls are forced to work and get married at a very early age”. Nahji is smart, admirable, extremely studious. She teaches her fellow girls to believe in themselves. In the left side of her nose, as tradition mandates, she has a piercing. On her right hand is a henna tattoo.

As a Pakistani girl growing up in post-9/11 America, this is so important to me. The closest thing we had to these back in my day were “customizable” American Girl dolls, who were very strictly white or black. My eyes are green, my hair was black, and my skin is brown, and I couldn’t find my reflection in any of those girls. Yet I settled, just like I settled for the terrorist jokes boys would throw at me, like I settled for the butchered pronunciations of names of mine and my friends’ countries. I settled for a white doll, who at least had my eyes if nothing else, and I named her Rabeea and loved her. But I still couldn’t completely connect to her.

My little sister, who had been the one to push me down the aisle in the first place, stopped to stare with me at the girls. And then the words, “Maybe they can be my American Girls,” slipped out of her mouth. This young girl, barely represented in today’s society, finally found a doll that looks like her, that wears the weird headscarf that her grandma does and still manages to look beautiful.

I turned the dolls’ boxes around and snapped a picture of the back of Nahji’s. There are more that I didn’t see in the store; a Belarusian, an Ethiopian, a Brazilian, a Laotian, a Native American, a Mexican. And more.

These are Hearts 4 Hearts dolls, and while they haven’t yet reached all parts of the world (I think they have yet to come out with an East Asian girl), they need all the support they can get so we can have a beautiful doll for every beautiful young girl, so we can give them what our generation never had.

Please don’t let this die. If you know a young girl, get her one. I know I’m buying Shola and Nahji for my little sister’s next birthday, because she needs a doll with beautiful brown skin like hers, a doll who wears a hijab like our older sister, a doll who wears real henna, not the blue shit white girls get at the beach.

The Hearts 4 Hearts girls are so important. Don’t overlook them. Don’t underestimate them. These can be the future if we let them.

You can read more about the dolls here:



let’s all take a minute to stop and think about how Hagrid gave Harry his homemade birthday cake, told him how much he looked like his parents, and fed him sausages before he even started to explain that he was a wizard

let’s stop to think about how his absolute first priority was to let harry know that he was loved and cared for

 (via grapegoat)

(Source: theadventuresofcreepium)

We’re adults, but, like…adult cats. Someone should probably take care of us, but we can sort of make it on our own.

my roommate, on the question “are we adults” (via disjunct)

it’s about who you miss at 2 in the afternoon when you’re busy, not 2 in the morning when you’re lonely.

(via exam)

(Source: azul-estrellas)


13 cover girls worth pinning up on your walls

What does real “cover girl” look like? Here are a few women demolishing stereotypes (along with glass ceilings) while gracing magazines across all different kinds of interests and professions. This non-extensive list highlights just a few of the most prominent role models who have beaten the odds to truly represent on America’s newsstand.

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I was thinking back today to how it was weird in high school to be into fandom, to write essays on color scheme and lighting in a TV show or interrogate the historical accuracy of a movie or draw up a rhetorically sound argument for why two characters were in love or…

When I was growing up, obsessed with musical theatre, all I wanted in the world was to be a Broadway director. I could never imagine singing with the power and range of the stars I idolized, so I would lie in bed at night listening to cast albums and visualize all the characters, the entire mise-en-scène. It was so fun to dream up a whole world based on the songs and snippets of dialogue on my Broadway CDs.

It’s still so exciting for me to see a Broadway musical and think about all the thousands of choices — big and small — the director has made to translate what was on the page to the stage. Some director have a heavy hand, making for thrilling transformative experiences in a theatre (or not so thrilling ones!) and some apply a lighter touch. Perhaps their work even goes unnoticed to the average audience member. But make no mistake, if you can’t think of what the director did, it probably means they’re a genius. With the far-flying gamut of different kinds of Broadway musicals today, there is more and more room for diversity of background and approach among the prominent directors staging on the Great White Way.

Unfortunately, “white” is still an operative word. You could even call it the Great White Male Way, as there is a dispiriting paucity in the number of women and people of color directing on Broadway. As we sit scratching our heads, trying to figure out how to get more diverse audiences into the theatre, the answer might be right there under our noses… more diverse artists creating theatre!

 Ben Rimalower (x)