Mourning Locks
Why I cut my hair when someone I care about dies and a few other confessions about my life and American Monsters.
Why I cut my hair when someone I care about dies and a few other confessions about my life and American Monsters.
A She Writes blog post by an African-American woman calling for “White Ambassadors To Help Me Cross Over” provokes a blog series, in which this piece is one of seven reactions.
I was reminded of a strange dream I had a few years ago after recently watching the brilliant French film MARTYRS, and of course also manage to tie this back to Lady Gaga. 😉
My submission for this week’s www.RedRoom.com themed blog competition on “What is your favorite pop song?”
Delving back into my much-loved world of cultural anthropology via the horror film “Deadgirl” and its social significance.