LESPORTSAC TOKIDOKI BAMBINO 9506 IN TAN PLAYGROUND!

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Remember that bag you wanted so bad in 2007 you could almost taste it?  The bag that sailed a thousand Fauxkidokis?  The concept that Gwen Stefani stole for LAMB?  The bag that was barely big enough for your phone, keys, and lipgloss?  The bag that made every gothic lolita and boba tea employee stop dead in their tracks and stare at you, salivating and weaving on their feet?   I’m selling mine.  The rainbow zips.  The orange liner.  The Quee toy.  The flower zipper drops.  Everything.  Everything it ever was and ever will be.  Everything that sets you apart from the other assholes.  The smell of printed nylon.  The colors, bright in the sun.  Vampire candy.  Tattooed Asian lady.  A French bag with an Italian print based on Japanese culture.  It’s here.

 

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Bereet From Guardians of the Galaxy: A Meditation

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folkbereetThis year for Halloween I went as Bereet, from Guardians of the Galaxy.  I dressed as her because it was, comparatively, a cheap and easy costume, because I really liked the movie, and also because I found her role in the film kind of interesting.

Guardians of the Galaxy is remarkable for having a full-on female action star hero in Gamora, a female baddie in Nebula, and a female political leader in Nova Prime.  It is that rare thing, a sci fi movie that passes the Bechdel test.  Gamora becomes the love interest, but not before Peter proves himself to be deserving of her attention and she of his.   She resists his well-worn come-on outside the bar in Knowhere, much to his surprise, and this elevates her from conquest to potential partner.

This is not true of Bereet.  Bereet is Peter Quill’s last casual hook-up before he meets Gamora.  He picks her up on Xandar (I assume, because she’s pink like the residents of Xandar) and he wakes up the and heads to Morag the next morning to steal an orb that the puts the story in motion.  As he makes his escape from the planet, he flips his spaceship and wakes Bereet.

Now, there are lots of pink people on Xandar.  People with jobs, people with families.  None of them speak or act like Bereet, whose voice and delivery is that of a brain-damaged Russian.  She doesn’t seem to understand technology, nor the manners of modern communication, because she is a sexual creature and a joke.  Peter doesn’t remember her name or even that she’s onboard, hours after seducing her and letting her sexily wriggle into his childhood t-shirt.

An hour later in the film, Peter risks his own life to rescue Gamora as her body deteriorates in outer space.  Meeting her, an independent woman who does not immediately fall to his seduction, makes him give up his playboy ways and become a fully functioning human being.

Bereet, despite being beautiful and pliable, doesn’t deserve any of this.  I know she’s a foil to show how much Peter grows up.  I’m not 100% a dick.   I just thought the difference between Gamora and Bereet was interesting to observe: In space, women are equal, but some women are more equal than others.  Sometimes my costumes are more about walking around as that character and person for awhile.  Or just covering myself in pink airbrush makeup.

Here is my Facebook album, The Several Moods of Bereet.