When I got this tattoo in Canada four years ago, the intentions were callow and whimsical. Looking at it now, I see so clearly what I couldn’t see at age 21—I am truly allowed to live freely outside the chasms society implements. Whether those chasms are created for my body. My brown skin. My gender. My spirit.
I am truly free. Those chasms won’t take away my voice. They won’t take away my liberties. They won’t tell me that I am not beautiful for not being skinny. They won’t pay me less for being a Mexican woman. They won’t exclaim I “asked for it” by showing my skin.
These are the affirmations I pray for myself each morning and for any person feeling the chasms of society. Today felt most appropriate to share this photo (as terrified as I am to get vulnerable on camera) and to share these sentiments. Hundreds of thousands of women and even men have come together on this day to march for equality. To be intentional about change. I feel empowered as a Mexican woman to be present today. Despite the walls some people want to build. Despite the bigotry. The sexism. The xenophobia. The superiority. The pride. Despite how much STILL needs to progress—I feel free.
// 🎞: @emmaleedean
My kingdom says I’m blind, but my lovely lavender queen, your punches are so kind.
Hey family! So hyped to show you the first pic from the shoot with @wild_bourne ✨ I have so many damn photos from yesterday, time just flew! Cheers to the nutters that made it a good day 😄