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Noo that’s the wrong direction
Noo that’s the wrong direction
Fantastic game. One of the ones that has stuck with me through the years.
The more I think about it, the more it makes sense.
I have a fair amount of freckles. I don’t come from or live in an area where it’s very common.
You’re a great dude, Margot Robbie.
No, but with all of the hype and excitement around it, I thought there was something extra-special about this movie. Like an interesting/unexpected story.
Barbie.
I like Margot Robbie. I like Ryan Gosling. I like fun movies. But idk, it just didn’t really appeal to me, and the plot felt predictable. I don’t regret watching it necessarily, but I also have no interest in watching it again.
Couldn’t have said it better myself.
I’m half hispanic/white. I grew up with my Mexican family and spent most summers in Mexico visiting family. I’m fluent in spanish and mostly identify culturally with my Mexican side. But my dad was a very white guy from northeast Texas, so I look very white.
While in college, I found myself serving and eventually bartending at a popular Colombian restaurant/club. I got called a lot of nasty things by Latino folks who assumed I was appropriating their culture or thought I was mocking them. I’ve also had Latino folks talk shit about me in spanish in front of me - assuming I didn’t understand.
I often find myself playing it down or pretending I don’t know spanish so as not to upset people. It has to be a conscious decision because it’s very different from how I talk with my family.
Wish I had some cool, “I showed them” story, but I was always frustrated and hurt in those situations. It’s like all of my upbringing, experiences, and familial relationships didn’t matter because I don’t look like them.
**I’d just like to add that for as many rude Latino people I’ve met, I’ve met 4x as many wonderful Latino people.
This helped me understand my brother a little more.