squatternutbosh
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If anyone wants an example of how cultural appropriation impacts POC- here’s just 1 example from my life :
I’m from the Middle East, applying henna on hands during celebrations like weddings and other holidays is a custom.
I went to school in Essex. Not Jesy’s school but quite nearby and around the same time, so u can imagine the demographic, social mindset and trends were the same amongst my age group.
One day I rocked up to school with beautiful mahogany intricate henna designs on my palms and back of my hands. A group of white girls (u know the popular clique in the year group, there always was one) saw it and came down on me like an avalanche
“Why u got curry on ur hands babe”
“Does it smell like curry”
“Looks like u wiped ur arse without toilet paper”
Every. Single. Day. Until the henna stain faded, which takes around 2 weeks.
I was so traumatised, that I resorted to wearing gloves even during lessons until my henna stain faded.
Fast forward to present day and I see a fb pik from a group with a couple of the girls tagged on a holiday to Marrakech. Hands adorned in henna, wearing Arabic outfits whilst sipping cocktails on desert safari.
Imagine my fury, of the pain and torment I felt about my culture at the behest of these bimbos, only for them a few years later to wear it bcoz it’s a fashionable trend now.
my culture isn’t a fucking aesthetic. My skin colour isn’t a fucking aesthetic.
I’m from the Middle East, applying henna on hands during celebrations like weddings and other holidays is a custom.
I went to school in Essex. Not Jesy’s school but quite nearby and around the same time, so u can imagine the demographic, social mindset and trends were the same amongst my age group.
One day I rocked up to school with beautiful mahogany intricate henna designs on my palms and back of my hands. A group of white girls (u know the popular clique in the year group, there always was one) saw it and came down on me like an avalanche
“Why u got curry on ur hands babe”
“Does it smell like curry”
“Looks like u wiped ur arse without toilet paper”
Every. Single. Day. Until the henna stain faded, which takes around 2 weeks.
I was so traumatised, that I resorted to wearing gloves even during lessons until my henna stain faded.
Fast forward to present day and I see a fb pik from a group with a couple of the girls tagged on a holiday to Marrakech. Hands adorned in henna, wearing Arabic outfits whilst sipping cocktails on desert safari.
Imagine my fury, of the pain and torment I felt about my culture at the behest of these bimbos, only for them a few years later to wear it bcoz it’s a fashionable trend now.
my culture isn’t a fucking aesthetic. My skin colour isn’t a fucking aesthetic.