Five Star Friday's 198th Edition Is Brought to You By Flannery O'Connor

This week's Five Star Friday is brought to you by a great love for Woody Guthrie, bucking the norm, opening up the discussion about race and racism, clothing your way to self-love, bra education, and

Flannery O'Connor

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At its best our age is an age of searchers and discoverers, and at its worst, an age that has domesticated despair and learned to live with it happily.
     — Flannery O'Connor

Happy Friday!

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Happy Birthday Woody

" from

Bound For Glory

:

That’s what love is – giving of yourself because it might help someone else. Woody has given so many people the power to do just that – the power to express what makes us human without worrying about it being fancy enough, pretty enough, polished enough.
Just write those 3000 songs and get them out.

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Let's Talk About Race, Baby

" from

Chookooloonks

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When talking about race, be sure to come from a place of respect, closely followed by kindness. Get your head in this space before you open your mouth, and 99% of the time, you won't be perceived as a ra?cist, even if you say something that seems a bit naive.

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Be a Misfit

" from

Greg Hluska

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This is not high school. Be a rebel. Be a misfit. Be authentic. Be a square peg. Be a pirate. Do not conform. Be true to you. Remember, you are the only critic that should matter to you — if you can look yourself in the mirror, you win.

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Investments & Inspiration

" from

Princess Nebraska

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...there's a big difference between refusing to let the words come out of your mouth and refusing to let the words come out of your brain. Because I stopped talking about how fat I felt, but I didn't stop telling myself, silently, in my head, how fat I was, until I started to dress myself like I actually cared about me and how I looked and what I wore. And then, somehow, I started to like myself, fat thighs and big kiester and all.

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Bra-Humbug

" from

Lost In Suburbia

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Not only had I been felt up, I was pretty sure I had also been insulted. But I was still so stunned over the whole thing, I didn't respond in my usual snarky way. Instead, I just listened as she told me the bras I had selected were the wrong size, didn't have enough support, and were better suited to someone with more elasticity.
I had walked in bra-secure. And now I discovered I was a total bra train wreck. Who knew?

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