Posts tagged ppl
Ok, so here’s personal story time.
I went to Disney World Magic Kingdom today wearing this pink and white sun dress and my hair was in soft curls. My hair is sort of long, but you can’t really tell that from the picture.
Anyway, we were walking around for a little while, and then this mother walked up to me holding her daughter’s hand. At first I kind of got nervous because I don’t just get randomly talked to on the norm. But then the mother kind of embarrassingly said “I don’t mean to bother you dear, but my daughter here has been asking me non stop since she’s seen you if you were Sleeping Beauty and if it’s your day off.”
Ok, now I do not look like any Disney Princess. So I assumed she only thought this because of my hair and dress (I would imagine if Sleeping Beauty were walking around Disney in the summertime on her day off she would wear a pink sun dress. Or blue lol).
I looked down at the daughter, who was wearing a Sleeping Beauty kids dress and she was kind of hiding behind her mom and smiling. So instead of telling her no, this is what I did:
I bent down to my knees so I could be on her level and I said, “Oh Princess, you must have just woken up for behaving so silly. Obviously you are Princess Aurora, aren’t you?” I pointed to her dress. “It really is an honor to meet you. You’re my favorite Disney Princess.” By now she was giggling and moving out from behind her mom. “But I have to warn you. I heard that an evil sorceress is out to get you, so be careful. Make sure you be safe and stay away from spinning wheels!” I looked up at the girl’s mother who had the biggest smile on her face. “Ok Princess, you better get back to running the kingdom. And remember to always keep dreaming!” The girl then gave me a hug. When they were walking away the mother turned back to me and I noticed her eyes were watery. She mouthed “thank you”.
And that, ladies and gentlemen, gave me the most satisfying feeling I have ever had.
last time i went to disney land someone mistook me for a trash collector
I just spit everywhere
Hello Queen of Genovia
Back by popular demand - WINTER!! Actually, because winter is quickly approaching, stray and feral cats desperately need shelter to survive the cold weather. If you can’t take in a neighbourhood homeless cat, please make these shelters for them. They are easy, inexpensive and life-saving. If you are in the GTA area, the Toronto Humane Society has a workshop once per month where you can help make the shelters with other people trying to help and/or purchase the finished shelters for only $15. Please share so that we can alleviate the suffering of these sweet animals.
Detailed instructions can be found at this link:http://www.indyferal.org/Literature/out_cat_shelter.pdf
Can’t wait to get older and have my own place so I can make several of these! :)
The woman on the left is a mother from Miami who was so desperate to feed her hungry family that she was trying to steal a lot of food.
The woman on the right is Miami-Dade County Police Officer Vicki Thomas. Officer Thomas was about to arrest Jessica Robles but changed her mind at the last minute.
Instead of arresting her, she bought Robles $100 worth of groceries:
“I made the decision to buy her some groceries because arresting her wasn’t going to solve the problem with her children being hungry.”
And there’s no denying they were hungry. Robles’ 12 year old daughter started crying when she told local TV station WSVN about how dire their situation was:
“[It’s] not fun to see my brother in the dirt hungry, asking for food, and we have to tell him, ‘There is nothing here.’”
Officer Thomas says she has no question that what she did was right:
“To see them go through the bags when we brought them in, it was like Christmas. That $100 to me was worth it.”
But Officer Thomas did have one request:
“The only thing I asked of her is, when she gets on her feet, that she help someone else out. And she said she would.”
And guess what? The story gets even better.
After word got out about what happened people donated another $700 for Jessica Robles to spend at the grocery store.
And then best of all a local business owner invited her in for an interview and ended up hiring her on the spot as a customer service rep.
She started crying when he told her:
“There’s no words how grateful I am that you took your time and helped somebody out. Especially somebody like me.”
And to think it all started with one veteran police officer trusting her “instinct” instead of going “by the book”.
this makes me so happy!!
No matter where we go, the hairdressers always manage to talk her out of the haircut she wants. They say things like “Oh but you’re a girl! This is a boy’s haircut!” and “How about I cut it to here then you can tell me if you like it like that” and, “You don’t really want this do you? Don’t you like this better?”
And the poor thing, she’s so polite, so she just smiles and nods and lets herself get talked around, even though as soon as we leave she’s tugging on my hem telling me she wanted it shorter than that and how it’s “a lovely haircut but it looks a bit funny on my head”.
Last night she said to me, “Mummy, my hair is getting berry long. May I please have a haircut?”
How could I say no to that, right? So I told her we could go tomorrow, playing over in my head what I would say and how to best stamp out the hesitation that was sure to come. Then she said to me, “But I want you to do it.”
As a teenager I’d given myself many a bathroom ‘do, from layers to reverse mullet, yes, even a “scene” mullet once or twice (we all make mistakes), and nobody could ever tell I’d done it myself. So I threw caution to the wind and popped her in her sister’s high chair, took out the scissors and clips, and set to work.
After that experience I have the highest level of respect for hairdressers who have to shear the heads of fidgety kids. My back ached, my knuckle was bleeding (apparently “don’t move your head” means “shake your head all about” in kid speak), and I got hair everywhere, but when she looked in the mirror her face was priceless.
"Oh! Oh my god! It’s my boy’s haircut!” she exclaimed with glee. “I love it! It’s berry lovely. Oh I look so awesome!”
That you do, little one. If you’re happy, I’m happy.
My lord, she is the cutest human.
Canadian artist JJ Levine’s photo series Alone Time is a project in which he transforms one model into two different genders. “By doubling a single body within one frame, I celebrate the human capacity for gender fluidity and call into question the idea of authenticity of gender.”
Just some photos of kindness. Click here to see some more!
i felt obligated to reblog because a couple of days ago, a very kind older woman paid for my drink at starbucks just because she had extra money on her giftcard. with all the hate in this world, it’s nice to be reminded that, sometimes, people can be so very kind.
this is a really lame idea, but what the heck. ok so if you see this picture on your dash, you HAVE to smile. just force a smile, it’ll (hopefully) make you feel better. and reblog this so people can see this and smile. if you’re having a bad day, just remember that i love you and i’m (and all of the people who reblog this) here for you! and remember to smile, because no matter what happens, it always gets better.
THIS IS NICE BC I KNOW THAT THIS POST HAS MADE 26000+ PEOPLE SMILE INCLUDING ME
you have made so many people happy with one post that’s really impressive