A “prettier” adaptation of Frida Kahlo’s self-portrait has been circulating the internet. machine and it’s not pretty.
Frida’s iconic look has been appropriated ever since her death in 1954 and her “costume” has actually found a place in novel Hallaween choices (No, seriously).
At the heart of the Frida Phenomenon is the complete omission of her embrace of indigenous features and deliberate rejection of westernised ideals of beauty. Frida lived for art. Yes. But, she also lived for resistance.
As well as embracing communism and rejecting greedy, capitalist ideals, Frida resisted the “gringo” version of beauty that was so prevalent at the time of life. She groomed and darkened her “non-conventional” facial features and took pride in her natural look. Frida did not have any disdain for her monobrow or moustache, and I’m sure she wouldn’t give a flying fuck if anyone else did either. So, quit the appropriation of her beautiful face.
Frida is my Queen and I won’t stand for anyone denigrating her look. If you find her look “ugly“, it is most likely due to your homogenised, euro-centric and universalistic way of looking at beauty- something that Frida did not care to oblige to. So again, quit your shit and accept Frida for who she was. A glorious anomaly. Long live the memory of Frida the Fighter, Queen of my heart.
If you have the time, read up about her life. It is truly a fascinating and inspiring tale that I hold very dear to my heart. Even better, if you ever find yourself in Mexico, visit her home turned museum nicknamed the “Blue House”. (If you’re just lazy and want watch a cinematic adaptation of her life, here’s the film made about her)
Now I will use this post as an excuse to grace my blog with my own personal collection of her glistening radiance: (YES IT’S A LOT OF PHOTOS OK)