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femmefatalevibe · 9 months

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Femme Fatale Guide: Signatures To Discover For A Stronger Personal Brand

Personal brand colors (for your outfits, makeup, nails, socials, office supplies/decor, etc.)

Signature aesthetic choices (could you be identified as the woman always in a leather jacket, wearing red lipstick, always wearing crystal hair clips or full ear stacks, etc.)

Signature jewelry pieces

Go-to nail color/shape

Signature drink (alcoholic or not)

Personal sayings you're known for in your social group

Signature scent

Unique talents/hobbies/skillsets (Painting, cooking, computer skills/programming, negotiating, writing, etc.)

Your go-to restaurants, shops, etc.

Signature meals/particular food choices

Signature hostess gifts

Specific leisure priorities (she's the woman you'll always find at the Opera, contemporary art museum, dog park, watching Alfred Hitchcock movies, etc. in her free time)

Areas of life where you give the best advice

Causes/organizations you care most strongly about

Your greatest social competency (Telling the best stories, being funny, asking great questions, making everyone feel welcome and included, negotiating, planning the best trips/parties, being a social connector, etc.)

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newsbrand · 3 days

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Angel Reese has officially graduated 🎓 from LSU (Louisiana State University)

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profresh16 · 14 days

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peachychilvary · 3 months

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Memoir

My Story From Childhood to Adulthood

Hello, everyone, every two, every three! Good morning, afternoon, and evening to you all. This is your beautiful girl, Berlyn U. Armas. Sometimes, I hear people talk about my surname because it's ARMAS, which means gun or weapon. They find it unique, which is true; I haven't even met someone with the same surname as mine in my entire 18 years of living; even at school, I don't have a similar surname with anyone. Well, yes, I am 18 years old. I was born on January 23rd, 2006. I was born at Mactan Hospital in Lapu-Lapu City. My favorite colors are red and black. I know black is a shade, not a color; you don't have to nag at me. ☹️ but yes, I love black and red—not bright red, but dark red. I lived in Camella Home, Bankal Lapu-Lapu City, Cebu, Philippines.

This is my memoir from childhood to adulthood. I am not even sure if I am now grown up because he once told me I am still his baby. I don't even have a boyfriend or an ex-boyfriend. I am NBSB, which means NO BOYFRIEND SINCE BIRTH. Do you know why? in view of the fact that I am scared of commitment and that my parents will not allow me to be in a relationship. But I have been in a lot of situations. I remember when I was in 8th grade, I entertained that one boy in our school because he kept messaging me, and one time my brother suddenly saw my phone and saw our conversation. My brother told my parents about it, and they scolded me for being a rock head. But right now, I am ready to commit to the right person. I am still waiting for the right person. I don't know why they don't want to talk to me or approach me; I don't even bite. I guess they don't want the right person, then. Well, it's their loss, not mine. And one thing I am very picky about when it comes to boys is that I always make sure they are willing to take the risk of whatever happens. I am a good person, and I have a kind heart. I treat everyone with a good personality 🤡. This is not a cap, I swear😌.

When I was a kid, I was always full of curiosity and energy. I loved exploring the outdoors, climbing trees, and getting lost in my own imaginary worlds. I remember playing with my childhood friends back then. We would play every four hours in the afternoon until our parents would come to our playground to pick us up just to go home. I also remembered when I accidentally punched my brother when we were little. I have no idea why I did that to him, but he cried after I punched him. When I was in 2nd grade, there was gymnastics training in our school gym, and as I watched it every day, I became more interested in entering gymnastics. I told my mother about it, and she supported me and let me join the sport of gymnastics. As I train every day, my coach sees my potential and says I can join any competition because of the improvement of my skills. As time went by, I became more interested in entering every competition. Sometimes I will receive awards, sometimes not; it depends.

In the seventh grade, I discovered that I have a passion for dancing. By the time I reached the eighth grade, I eagerly joined a dance troupe within our school, taking center stage at every event and earning recognition from everyone on campus. The connections I forged during these experiences led to a lot of friends that enriched my school life. However, as I reached the ninth, the onset of the COVID-19 pandemic brought about unforeseen challenges. Because of COVID-19, the government has decided that all students will take online classes and modular classes during this time because of the virus, so the students will not get infected and to secure their health. At the time I graduated from high school, I graduated with honors, and I am so proud of myself, even if I faced challenges during my 10th grade, together with family problems and financial problems. Even so, I didn't let that affect my academic success. My parents are very proud of me. Despite these shifts, my determination to pursue both academic excellence and my love for dancing remained undeterred.

As I entered senior high school, the government allowed the schools to have face-to-face classes again. I decided to choose the ABM strand. I don't know why I chose that strand; I just did. During this time, I met new friends and also joined the dance troupe at our school. Yes, I passed the audition that time. If our school held an event, we also had to practice for the intermission number. I also joined the SSG organization in our strand to lead and guide the students. I still strive for academic success and have started to join school activities to represent our section and the ABM department. As I grew older, I noticed that I became more competitive whenever we had a dance competition at our school. I feel disappointed in myself whenever we can't achieve that championship because I always think that maybe I didn't do better, or maybe I should have done it better.

Growing up was an incredible journey filled with unforgettable moments. Each day brought new discoveries and opportunities for growth. Whether it was trying new hobbies, making mistakes, or facing challenges, I embraced it all with a sense of wonder and excitement. Growing up taught me valuable lessons about resilience, empathy, and the importance of staying true to myself. Looking back, I cherish those memories and the person they shaped me into today. I will also thank my parents for supporting and taking care of me. Lastly, I also thank God, who always guides me and gives me never-ending blessings.

#empowerment technology #childhood #adulthood #branding

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casinilloelaizah · 3 months

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Blossoming:My Memoir of Self-Acceptance

I remember when I was young, growing up was what thrills me. I always end up thinking of things that I want to do when I grow up. All I could think of is to have fun, buy the things I want, travel from different places and more. I was a child that was hoping to have a life I have been dreaming of. But is growing up as easy as we think it is? Well, growing up is exciting and interesting, yet it is also complicated. Life is hard, and it depends on how you respond to it. It is full of unexpected circumstances that challenge you as a person. I was young and clueless of how my life worked. Thinking of how my life went?

Reminiscing when I was younger, I was on an easy street. My childhood was the best time of my existence. Playing and having fun outside with friends and getting scolded by my parents afterward was the silliest yet memorable thing.

I was cheerful and carefree when I was a kid. I always explored things and looked for ways to amuse myself. I loved to dance and sing when I was younger. I even took an interest in photography since I loved to take pictures of random things I saw at home, but I just kind of lost my interest in it growing up. I even dreamed of being a teacher someday, though, I realized it is stressful. My dreams just randomly change overtime.

My curiosity blossomed like a delicate bud as I ventured into the life of education. New learning and knowledge filled me, and I've met such amazing people that turned into friendships. I even remember when I was in kindergarten that I usually cried when my mother left me in school. I was so terrified because I was not used to being away from my mama. Growing up wasn't that hard for me, since my parents were always there for me. I don't brood at all because I depend on them. My father was the one hustling to provide for our needs. They always support us in everything we do. They always try their best just to make us happy. I was lucky to have my parents; that's why I always try my best to make them proud, so I tried my best to excel in school. My parents didn't force me to get high grades, I am the one who wants to do it for myself, for the reason that I want to be proud of. All they just wanted for me was to finish school.

I've lived my life smoothly and hustle-free, and I thought it would always be, though it was not.

When I was 10 years old, I was picked on a lot by my classmates. I didn't get easily intimidated by it, not until I turned 12 years old. In high school, I easily get affected and sensitive by everything people talk about and say about me. I am not usually the type of person who gets easily irritated just because of teasing, but maybe it is a part of me growing up and being an adolescent. After experiencing being picked on by my own friends, I just kind of lost my will to interact. I became more insecure about myself and was more cautious in my actions. The whispers of doubt echoed louder than the cheers of encouragement. But I chose to listen to the remaining encouragement that is left which came from my family. I still try to build relationships, but I chose to keep fewer trustworthy people around me.

As I entered Senior High School, life became more complex. I have experienced diverse situations and responsibilities, struggling to balance my personal life and my studies, and I can say it has never been easy. Life is difficult, making me realize that I should strive harder. Throughout high school, I was focused on studying to divert myself, though I don't regret it because, in that way, I can make my family proud. I was also proud of myself, overwhelmed by my achievements. Adulthood gave me enlightenment that even through thick and thin, I should always look on the bright side. Experiencing everything I go through warmed my heart. I can't believe I went through all of it. It fostered a deeper understanding of the reason why everything is happening.

Life's getting harder, yet making me stronger. I was glad I got to experience such a variety of emotions growing up. Like a delicate plant in need of care, I began nurturing resilience. Through setbacks and challenges, I discovered the strength within to weather the storms of self-doubt. Each trial I faced makes me want to give up. Among those challenges, I found lessons. Gaining insights from other people and learning from them makes me understand life a little more and deeper. Being at school also helped me to boost my confidence and face my fear, which is being in front of many people. Right now I feel encouraged, knowing that I can overcome life's fears and challenges. Though I know I still have a lot to learn and I am willing to take risks. As I peeled away the layers of doubt, the light of self-discovery began to shine through.Reminding myself to always accept myself for who I am and never compare myself to anyone. Building my confidence was not easy for me but I will surely work on iy to improve. Each disappointment is a guide for me. It is okay to cry at night, but I always reminds myself that I shouldn't stop there. Though my journey is full of self-doubt, I still embrace the little things that make me happy. My family, friends, and taking care of myself are the ones I am giving attention to right now. Tired of everything, but will never be discouraged nor be moved by anyone anymore. No matter what will happen in my journey, I will only focus on myself and make myself proud every day. I am my own and not anyone else.

Each chapter is a movement, and contributes to the evolving strength of my existence, echoing the beauty of my journey.

#childhood #adulthood #12-Branding #empowerment technology

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neerasrealm · 8 months

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the way terfs have made me see the word Feminist as a red flag bc i'm like ''oh does this person care about the struggles i have faced as a woman and want to hear me out or do they think i have to conform to their narrow viewpoint in order to preserve the womanhood apparently given to me by god''

#like man maybe i think the strict gender binary only enforces the patriarchy #man maybe i think saying women are abc and men are xyz is a little oppressive #maybe women and men can become equal if we destroy the idea of women and men as a whole #maybe i feel more empowered as a woman when i smash gender expectations #the people who have helped me find female empowerment the most have been nonbinary ppl #i'm cis btw. but i've never felt more confident than when i've been around trans people discussing makeup brands #idk maybe we should all hold hands and sing a silly song and kill the ceo of victoria's secret

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rivercule · 10 months

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People will just straight up deny the Barbie movie is a brand collab. Which is what we are complaining about

#Barbie is a manufactured cultural symbol! a mythologized brand! equally capable of having sexist effects as it is of gendered empowerment!#‘some movies are for boys and some movies are for girls and you don’t like this one bc it’s for girls and there’s no other movies for girls’#what the fuck are you talking about. why are you calling me sexist and a bitch at the same time #also portraying the Greta Gerwig Barbie movie as a crucial battleground in the war on misogyny is proof that the fight is worthless #I’m sorry it’s not sexist to be like: this is a brand collab toy commercial #any more than it was when we said it about the ‘boy’ movies you listed #also bringin up the Mario bros movie is utterly insane like we were discoursing about that mere months ago. people were claiming they #‘made peach butch’ out of ‘femmephobia’ bc of a pair of Pink Pants #I’m going to start claiming it was these exact people #I don’t hate fun I don’t hate women and I’m literally going to see the Barbie movie #I just hate people like this #who is saying stop being excited. who is saying you aren’t allowed to like it. I’ve only seen people suggest it’s annoying/misguided to #slurp on the toes of a historically vile brand and mediocre director #Barbie

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happygalaxycreator · 4 months

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#accounting #investing #startup #sales #marketing #seo services #branding #business #entrepreneur #digitalmarketing #empowerment #growth #social media #contentmarketing #blogs

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shoeboxnoodle · 4 months

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imagine being a singer having to go through a very public breakup and your manager just pulls up like let’s go to the studio it’s time to write about your ex

#just the expectation of having to write a breakup song cause that’s your brand #kinda funny #but also very sad #fuck the music industry #I love seeing the empowerment of them singing those songs tho #love the artist not the industry

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femmefatalevibe · 2 years

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What has been your experience with pretty privilege?

Hi love! Thank you for question. Hope that my experience resonates with some people as I feel like a lot of us young women have a “glow up” story that gave us an insightful perspective on pretty privilege.

So, I grew up fairly overweight (like medically obese overweight) as a child and was not the prettiest of the the bunch and got bullied to a degree because of this in late elementary school/middle school (nothing too bad but I still remember some of the less flattering comments, so I think it’s fair to say the things said to you around this age run deep and are internalized until you learn to let go of the narrative that subconsciously runs through your mind as you grow up). I decided to get serious about losing the excess weight at about 13 right before high school and lost around 40 pounds in under a year (became underweight for a bit before regaining some to stay healthy). Once I went to high school (a totally new school/kids), I remember for the first time people coming up to me telling me that I was pretty and having a lot of male attention from the older guys. It felt like a joke at first, to be honest, because I always remember being the unattractive one and this world of “pretty privilege” was foreign to me. After a few months and so many people making these flattering comments (not to sound arrogant or anything – I just heard these unprompted remarks often), I realized how much better people treat you when you look a certain way and make an effort to suit a certain body/beauty standard.

There’s no denying that pretty privilege exists and is not fair. However, I do think that seeing how you can benefit from this inequity can only be to your advantage. While looking a certain way definitely can help you get your foot in the door or a few favors done for you, learning how to hold your own is essential to maintaining this advantage in the long term.

I will say, though, that I think pretty privilege is as much an aesthetic as it is a mindset. The way you carry yourself often correlates to how you’re perceived. Becoming confident, learning how to put yourself together with proper manners, and maintaining high standards will take you considerably further than looks alone. Being hot is a mindset, no doubt about it.

Hope this helps xx

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Adam was a cringy edgelord ever since the trailers, he simply got worse in different ways later on

How can people even like that character is beyond me

It's called "seeing the potential in a character that the writers fucked over from the start because they couldn't give the racism plot they started and refused to drop any nuance or compassion thanks to their 'violence is uwu bad' white supremacist politics"

Also, cringe edgelord is not inheritely a bad thing. Just look at Shadow the Hedgehog - he's cooler than you or I will ever be. Or my current hyperfixation husband V from Devil May Cry, who is 100% a cringe edgelord and I love him for that specifically

Kill not the cringe but the part of you that cringes and you will know freedom