4/8/26
I want to see disabled girls being snobs. I want to see disabled girls being the girliest girls.
I want them wearing enough layers of expensive foundation on their face to build a house spanning from their foreheads down to their cheek-bones. I want to see their skin. To have their scars peek through crop tops or over their jeans. I want them to waddle, roll, or “crip walk” down the street with the most frivolous and hard to pronounce drinks.
I want a whole cast of beautiful disabled girls in expensive outfits shouting at each other inside of restaurants in a reality tv series. I want their dating lives and relationship drama to be front and center on my television screen.
I want them on runways, in ads for beauty products, and in my magazines.
I want them on the small and big screen. I want to hear them sing.
I want them to be overconfident when duty calls. I want them to be unapologetic in who they are, what they believe, what and who they stand for, what they think and say.
That is all. That is the post.
From Cami 