If it's possible, I think that I think a lot. Maybe it's because I'm a sensitive person who likes to mull over everyday situations, maybe it was the way I was brought up, or maybe it's because I'm an air sign. I'm always thinking about various social outcomes, big possibilities, people I know, and the culture I live in. I keep myself up at night thinking about these things; sometimes I cry in my car or in my bed thinking about these things.

Something that I am frequently "thinking about" is my role as a woman, or a young woman, since I'm still 19. Usually when I start thinking about how I'm treated as a woman by my family, my friends, and people in the streets, I move on to think about how any woman is treated as a "woman," or every black man or woman treated as a "black man" or a "black woman," etc. I'm always thinking about why minorities are still underrepresented in jobs or media, why there is still a pay gap or "glass ceiling" for women when it comes to higher-up corporate jobs, why men are still raping, abusing, and assaulting women, and why these people who are always underrepresented and mistreated are always blanketed in social politics with easy-to-understand "problems" that relate to their role.

It's because, sadly, they are not being taken seriously as individuals affected by societal problems. Was that obvious? Seemingly at first, yes, that is why there are still these social issues. Because these people are not taken seriously. But when you debate with your family, friends, or watch news channels, these people are still being blanketed with these easy to understand phrases, like "feminists fight because there's a pay gap between genders, but the gap isn't even that much!" or "new programs are issued to guarantee minorities jobs or get acceptance into college, so it's harder now for the white person!" The main problem with the wording constantly seen in articles, on television, or in the comfort of a familial debate is that they always seem to fail to address why there's a pay gap, or why minorities have trouble getting jobs.

It's because they're not taken seriously as capable, sensitive, thoughtful humans! Is that ever mentioned? Why is that never mentioned? Why doesn't anybody in media who covers these pressing issues get told to address that men keep raping women because they don't take their consent seriously? That minorities can't get out of dangerous neighborhoods because no one takes them seriously for opportunities that can help them? That there's a pay gap because employers don't consider women as serious workers? That the only people who decide who they want to take seriously is the white man?

It's like everyone pretends that these issues exist just because they exist. That the only people who can ever have motives behind what they do are men (except when they abuse women, that always seems to be excused). The only people who are ever asked "why" they shot up 20 people in a school are the white men who do it-- what made them go "crazy?" But the two middle-eastern men who bombed the Boston marathon were just "terrorists." I have seen hundreds of white, male terrorists, but that's just not a "thing" in this culture.

White men are always taken seriously as individuals, because they are the only ones who are still in control. The only way for change to start happening is for media outlets to start asking their viewers, readers, and listeners "why" there is this violence, mistreatment, and underrepresentation.

Blue and white have been in the corner of my eye lately. All photos taken from Studded Hearts, last photo taken by me. The top photo makes my yearning for California that much worse. It's funny how when you really want something, it pops up a lot through social media that you follow, consciously or not. Like I follow TOO many people who live in California or Australia. To the point where southern californians or australians are finding ME. If only what we put out in social media actually reflected real life.

All these were taken by me, except for one taken by my boyfriend. I keep getting obsessive with the aesthetic of all white, or shades of white. It's like I have a special eye for it. There are certain people who turn their entire internet presence into a matter of just monochromatic shades and it baffles me. I can't get enough of it. From time to time I like to indulge in their blogs or instagrams or what have you and just cleanse my clogged up aesthetic plate.

Everything white (or black and white) is like an alternate universe for me, and bloggers who manage to stick to rigid color schemes must find solace in the absence of excess as well. My main problem is my actual lifestyle--and how bursting with excess it really is. I'm not rich, but I have a lot of things cluttering my familiar spaces constantly. It's stressful and colorful and overwhelming. 

In my mini instagram 'about me' blurb I put "a maximalist with minimal undertones." It hardly makes any sense, but it's my little way of proclaiming that I am truly a maximalist-- I love lots of jewelry, makeup, clothes, THINGS, people, love; but in the "undertones" of my daily existence, I truly find peace with the idea of minimal colors, things, and just ways of life. If that makes sense. When I strip everything down to what it's really worth, I get this primal satisfaction that no excess of anything could really gratify.

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