Twilight? Up or Down? Both?

I would just like to take a moment to say: Comic Con fans should NEVER be allowed near Robert Pattison. Or his hair, which cleolinda has decided is Pattionson's own security system.

The Twilight craze is simetaneously fading and rising. Disappointment over the fourth book, 'Breaking Dawn', cause many of them to be returned, while excitement over the recently released trailer and upcoming movie is causing a worldwide fangirl squee.

According to half a dozen reporters at Comic Con, Pattison looked like he might be in fear for his life. Others said he looked baked, but I suspect it's the former. If a bunch of batshit crazy hormonal teens came flocking up to me, I'd be frozen stiff too.

Speaking of Cedric and Harry Potter, the Weasley twins are apparently anti-Twincest. Fangirls the world over will mourn, their fantasies crushed by the burden of reality.

Ah, well, it was nice while it lasted.

Blue October has a new song written specifically for Twilight: My Never.

And the fans continue to shriek like over caffienated teenage girls. Which they are, I suppose.

Also, does everyone remember the mixed feelings we had about HP and the Deathly Hallows? Of course you do.

Multiply it by 100, and you have the fans' feelings for 'Breaking Dawn'.

I will be going to see the movie, if only so I can watch Pattison's hair and see if it tries to protect him.

But I will not be reading the books. I read cleolinda's very amusing synopsis of Breaking Dawn, and it was enough to make me never want to pick up the actual volume.

So, Twilight security: vamp it up, would ya? Or Pattison might suffocate under the massive dogpiling of fangirls. Even Dan Radcliffe doesn't have this problem (although if he takes his clothes off again, he might).

White in a colored world...colored in a white world

Yanked from minisinoo

I'm posting this because I believe in looking at injustice in all its forms. This includes racism. Even the tiny, possibly unintended racism. I'm white. But I have Indian blood, and African-American relatives, and while no one would call me anything other than white, I have had racial slurs flung at me, due to my ancestry.

Skin Coloured is intended to be a collaborative, visual exploration of what it is to be non-white in a white culture. Make-up, plasters and tights - even when they’re marked “flesh-coloured” - are not the colour of skin that isn’t white. And whilst white women may have trouble matching these items to their skin, for women who don’t class themselves as white, this inconvenience is symptomatic of a wider problem. To help illustrate this problem, therefore, Skin Coloured is looking for submissions. Send us photographs that illustrate the inadequacy of provisions for non-white people, and we’ll post them on the blog, and hopefully both those submitting, and those who’re here to learn, will gain something from it. Further information can be found here. Please help us by reposting this.

The images are fascinating. Go and see.