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size and power, which she calls “free hips”. Furthermore, she writes that her hips “don’t like to be held back and that these hips have never been enslaved”. Clifton notes the power that her hips give her. Their size commands space and “they don’t fit into little / pretty places”. Not only are Clifton’s hips big and commanding, but they also serve as feminist empowerment. In other words, her hips are

They say sex sells. By looking at Tom Ford’s 2007 advertisements for his menswear collection, sex is not only in the forefront but represents the message in this campaign. The advertisement chosen for this essay depicts a naked woman ironing the pants of a man whom, stylishly dressed, seems to pay no attention to her. She, on the other hand, appears to be relentlessly hoping for just a nod of his approval as she glares at him. The inequality within their stance, and within the very obvious observation

class feeling the student’s stares burn behind my back. Mr. Tate, my computer teacher, was short and skinny with a sardonic smile and a pen which always hang loose against his shirt pocket. He was dressed in a blue shirt and a black tie with slim fit dress pants. He began teaching about the lesson we’ll be taking, but I still had one problem, understanding. I watched as the students began typing and get started with the assignment, but I still sat there not knowing what to do. As I looked around

backpack with food, clothes, and water. I decided to bring my dog, Nestor, who supported me all the time. We set out on our way. As I stepped off the front step, I began to regret this. My chance of survival was slim, and I had no one to go to, but Nestor thought otherwise. He pulled on my pant leg, and I decided to listen to him. We ran. It felt like 2 hours had passed. Nestor was right by my side, and it practically felt as if we were running into our own demise, yet it didn't matter. It's better

jeans. Substitutes could include any types of jeans. There are skinny jeans that are mentioned throughout the case, as well as slim cut jeans, straight cut jeans, low/medium/high rise jeans, etc. Any type of jean poses as a threat to premium denim jeans because consumers fashion senses are constantly changing. As of late, more people have shifted towards the casual, relaxed fit jean type of lifestyle, as opposed to before the down economy started in 2008 where many were trending more towards the “fashion

up against a nearby tree as the twisted wreckage of a car sat smoldering nearby is a slim wolf, in his early twenties. He sat motionless, the heavy flakes of snow falling around him being the only source of motion, before a series of coughs disturbed the scene. He squirmed to rest on all fours, retching in the snow, whatever food he had in his stomach now mixed with the snow and ice on the ground. After the fit passed, he leaned back against the tree with a few light coughs, wiping his muzzle with

because we become efficient in taking care of not only ourselves, but others as well. They trap us because we are seen thru a narrow lens; a great wife, mother, sister, aunt and friend, dependent on men to provide and protect. Objectified, made to fit in a mold that shapes how we look; what clothes we wear, what makeup we use, how we need to act. Growing up in a Spanish household, where traditions are very much passed down from mother to daughter, I was the one that was considered

amidst of doing this we get a knock on the door. I beat the two to the door and on the other side is some guy who claims he’s from the hospital that our dad is in. He’s light skinned, blue eyed, crooked teeth man with a slim figure wearing a blue uniform shirt with light brown pants and an ID card hanging around his neck. He asks me if he can come in, I allow him. He tells me he’s Nathan and that he’d like to talk to the adult in

hat. A doublet was a close-fitted button up jacket. They were often stuffed with horsehair, wool or rags to keep their muscular shape. Sleeves were separate just like the women’s and were tied on to the doublet with laces. Hose were tight fitting pants that covered the waist down. Breeches were short trousers that attached to the doublet and covered the pelvic area. Ruff was put on the neck and was ordinarily starched and white. Cloaks were fancy capes that were worn over the doublet. Hats were

when he awoke, he felt completely spattered with bird shit." (Márquez, 3), it's obvious this reading makes not only for a good mystery novel, but is also a great laugh. No more than halfway into the story, we learn that Bayardo San Roman, a man with a slim waist and golden eyes, arrives in town seeking a wife. He picks Angela Vicario, the youngest daughter of a retired goldsmith, to be his bride. Although Angela did not want to marry Bayardo, they have a huge and extravagant wedding after four months