I wasn’t planning on commenting further on my visa situation after it was declined, but I still feel like I need to explain myself, and the decision, and why I won’t be fighting it. TLDR; Immigration sucks ass.
Dealing with the #notallmen crowd is a bit like standing in front of a mirror and whispering “men are trash” three times, not unlike Bloody Mary herself.
I am super duper here for all the body positive bloggers challenging what it means to be beautiful. But I’m not there yet, not for myself.
In celebration of Rupi Kaur’s new book “The Sun and her Flowers” I go back to take a look at her outstanding debut “Milk and Honey”.
I don’t know America, I’ve only been there once. But with everything going on, it’s way down my list, and I’m terrified. Why aren’t you?