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จำได้หรือไม่ ทาทา ยัง คือคนไทยคนแรกที่ได้ขึ้นปก Time Magazine ฉบับเดือนเมษายน ปี 2001 เนื้อหาเกี่ยวกับประเด็น Eurasian Invasion รวมลูกครึ่งเอเชียที่มาแรง ร่วมกับนักแสดงชาว Hong Kong Maggie Q สมัยสาวๆ และ Indian VJ Asha Gill
เนื้อหาประกอบ บางส่วน :
Tata Young certainly knows how to let loose. Back in 1995, when she broke into Thailand's entertainment industry at the age of 15, the pert half-Thai, half-American singer was on the forefront of the Eurasian trend. Today, the majority of top Thai entertainers are luk kreung. Now 20, Young is the first Thai to sign a contract with a major U.S. label, Warner Brothers Records (owned by AOL Time Warner, parent company of Time), which she hopes will elevate her into the Britney Spears/Christina Aguilera pantheon. Back at home, Young has to contend with a gaggle of luk kreung clones who mimic her brand of bubble-gum pop. The hottest act now is a septet called, less-than-imaginatively, Seven, and three out of seven are of mixed race.
The luk kreung crowd tend to hang tight, dining, drinking and dating together. "We understand each other," says Nicole Terio, one of the group. "It comes from knowing what it means to grow up between two cultures." But the luk kreung's close-knit community and Western-stoked confidence sometimes elicits grumbles from other Thais, who also resent their stranglehold on the entertainment industry. The ultimate blow came a few years back when Thailand sent a blue-eyed woman to the Miss World competition. Sirinya Winsiri, also known as Cynthia Carmen Burbridge, beat out another half-Thai, half-American for the coveted Miss Thailand spot. "Luk kreung have made it very difficult for normal Thais to compete," gripes a Bangkok music mogul. "We should put more emphasis on developing real Thai talent." The Eurasians consider this unfair. "I was born in Bangkok," says Young. "I speak fluent Thai and I sing in Thai. When I meet Westerners, they say I'm more Thai than American." Channel V's Asha Gill senses the frustration: "A lot of Asians despise us because we get all the jobs, but if I've bothered to learn several languages and understand several cultures, why shouldn't I be employed for those skills?"
The jealous sniping angers many who suffered years of discrimination because of their mixed blood. Eurasian heritage once spoke not of a proud melding of two cultures but of a shameful confluence of colonizer and colonized, of marauding Western man and subjugated Eastern woman. Such was the case particularly in countries like the Philippines, Thailand and Vietnam, where American G.I.s left thousands of unwelcome offspring. In Vietnam, these children were dubbed bui doi, or the dust of life. "Being a bui doi means you are the child of a Vietnamese bar girl and an American soldier," says Henry Phan, an Amerasian tour guide in Ho Chi Minh City. "Here, in Vietnam, it is not a glamorous thing to be mixed." As a child in Bangkok during the early 1990s, Nicole Terio fended off rumors that her mother was a prostitute, even though her parents had met at a university in California. "I constantly have to defend them," she says, "and explain exactly where I come from."
Ever since Europe sailed to Asia in the 16th century, Eurasians have populated entrepots like Malacca, Macau and Goa. The white men who came in search of souls and spices left a generation of mixed-race offspring that, at the high point of empire building, was more than one-million strong. Today, in Malaysia's Strait of Malacca, 1,000 Eurasian fishermen, descendants of intrepid Portuguese traders, still speak an archaic dialect of Portuguese, practice the Catholic faith and carry surnames like De Silva and Da Costa. In Macau, 10,000 mixed-race Macanese serve as the backbone of the former colony's civil service and are known for their spicy fusion cuisine.
Despite their long traditions, though, Eurasians did not make the transition into the modern age easily. As colonies became nations, mixed-race children were inconvenient reminders of a Western-dominated past. So too were the next generation of Eurasians, the offspring of American soldiers in Southeast Asia. In Thailand, luk kreung were not allowed to become citizens until the early 1990s. In Hong Kong, many Eurasians have two names and shift their personalities to fit the color of the crowd in which they're mixing. Singer and actress Karen Mok, for example, grew up Karen Morris but used her Chinese name when she broke into the Canto-pop scene. "My Eurasian ancestors carried a lot of shame because they weren't one or the other," says Chinese-English performance artist Veronica Needa, whose play Face explores interracial issues. "Much of my legacy is that shame." Still, there's no question that Eurasians enjoy a higher profile today. "Every time I turn on the TV or look at an advertisement, there's a Eurasian," says Needa. "It's a validating experience to see people like me being celebrated."
But behind the billboards and the leading movie roles lurks a disturbing subtext. For Eurasians, acceptance is certainly welcome and long overdue. But what does it mean if Asia's role models actually look more Western than Eastern? How can the Orient emerge confident if what it glorifies is, in part, the Occident? "If you only looked at the media you would think we all looked indo except for the drivers, maids and comedians," says Dede Oetomo, an Indonesian sociologist at Airlangga University in Surabaya. "The media has created a new beauty standard."
Conforming to this new paradigm takes a lot of work. Lek, a pure Thai bar girl, charms the men at the Rainbow Bar in the sleaze quarters of Bangkok. Since arriving in the big city, she has methodically eradicated all connections to her rural Asian past. The first to go was her flat, northeastern nose. For $240, a doctor raised the bridge to give her a Western profile. Then, Lek laid out $1,200 for plumper, silicone-filled breasts. Now, the 22-year-old is saving to have her eyes made rounder. By the time she has finished her plastic surgery, Lek will have lost all traces of the classical Thai beauty that propelled her from a poor village to the brothels of Bangkok. But she is confident her new appearance will attract more customers. "I look more like a luk kreung, and that's more beautiful," she says.
A few blocks away from Rainbow Bar, a local pharmacy peddles eight brands of whitening cream, including Luk Kreung Snow White Skin. In Tokyo, where the Eurasian trend first kicked off more than three decades ago, loosening medical regulations have meant a proliferation of quick-fix surgery, like caucasian-style double eyelids and more pronounced noses. On Channel V and mtv, a whole host of veejays look ethnically mixed only because they've gone under the knife. "There's a real pressure here to look mixed," says one Asian veejay in Singapore. "Even though we're Asians broadcasting in Asia, we somehow still think that Western is better." That sentiment worries Asians and Eurasians. "More than anything, I'm proud to be Thai," says Willy McIntosh, a 30-year-old Thai-Scottish TV personality, who spent six months as a monk contemplating his role in society. "When I hear that people are dyeing their hair or putting in contacts to look like me, it scares me. The Thai tradition that I'm most proud of is disappearing."
In many Asian countries—Japan, Malaysia, Thailand—the Eurasian craze coincides with a resurgent nationalism. Those two seemingly contradictory trends are getting along just fine. "Face it, the West is never going to stop influencing Asia," says performance artist Needa. "But at the same time, the East will never cease to influence the West, either." In the 2000 U.S. census, nearly 7 million people identified themselves as multiracial, and 15% of births in California are of mixed heritage. Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon, the Oscar-winning kung fu flick, was more popular in Middle America than it was in the Middle Kingdom. In Hollywood, where Eurasian actors once were relegated to buck-toothed Oriental roles, the likes of Keanu Reeves, Dean Cain and Phoebe Cates play leading men and women, not just the token Asian. East and West have met, and the simple boxes we use for human compartmentalization are overflowing, mixing, blending. Not all of us can win four consecutive major golf titles, but we are, indeed, more like Tiger Woods with every passing generation.
cr. TIME / HANNAH BEECH
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Do you have that one friend who moans and whines about being "trapped" ... Or is that you? Read on and be inspired.
Question of the Day: ARE YOU REALLY TRAPPED?
Dear Ones -
Here's a story for you.
Not long ago, I was visiting Detroit, and I found myself in a beauty parlor, getting my hair done by a woman who, for the purposes of our story, I will call Tanya.
Tanya was in her late 30's — beautiful and edgy and self-assured, with great style and a winning, charismatic personality.
As soon as she found out who I was, Tanya started telling me how much she wanted to change her life. She told me it had always been her dream to move from Michigan to New York, and to do hair in the big city.
"I really have to get out of here," she said. "I'm suffocating in Michigan. I'll die here if I stay another year."
"You should go, then," I told her. "I mean, if that's your dream..."
"I can't," she sighed. "I'm trapped here because of my family..."
"Oh, do you have children?" I asked.
"No."
"A husband?"
"No."
"Boyfriend? Girlfriend?"
"No."
"A sick relative who you need to care of?"
"No," she said. "None of that. It's just that I come from a big family and we're really close, so I can never leave...
"Wait, so you're telling me you can never leave Michigan?" I asked.
She sighed. "That's right. I'm trapped here."
I had thoughts about this, but kept them to myself for the moment.
Five minutes later, though, when we got to talking about relationships, she said, "I'll never find the right man for myself here in Michigan. I have to get out of here, if I'm ever going to meet my soulmate...he's probably in New York, where I should be..."
Then, five minutes after that, she said: "I'll never be able to see all the cool art and culture that want to see if I stay in Michigan...everything I want is in New York, but I'm trapped here..."
At that point, I lost patience.
I said, "Tanya, I've only known you for fifteen minutes, and I'm already getting bored of this story."
She was shocked, but then she started laughing.
"Seriously!" I said. "Do you realize that the first, second, third, and fourth thing that you have told me about yourself is that you are trapped? That you're supposed to be in New York, but you're stuck forever in Michigan? I've never heard anyone use the word 'trapped' so many times is casual conversation. Just imagine how sick of this story your poor friends must be! How many years have you been telling people that you want to move to New York?"
"About fifteen," she admitted.
"Then MOVE, dude! Moving from one place to another is thing people can DO! People move to New York City all the time! There are about twenty flights a day from Detroit to New York, and that doesn't even count trains and buses. Stop acting like you live in North Korea. You don't even need a passport to move! You're a beautiful, single, healthy, intelligent, resourceful young woman with a marketable skill. Go live your dream!"
She sighed again, "Yeah, but I'm really close to my family, and they mean the world to me...so....I can never leave...."
I said, "Then stay in Michigan. You can have a wonderful life here, if you decide to. It's terrific that you love your family so much — that kind of love should be seen as a gift, not a curse. If they really mean more to you than anything else, then embrace that reality, and stay near them and love them with an open heart. But stop blaming your poor family for holding you back from your dreams when you're a grown-ass woman — because none of this is about them; it's about you. Stay in Michigan or go to New York, but embrace your choices and take ownership of your life! And whatever you decide, get off the cross!"
Another deep sigh: "I wish I could...but I'm afraid I'll always be trapped here."
At which point I gave up, and we spent the rest of the haircut talking about our favorite TV shows.
Dear Ones, I tell you this story because it is the most extreme case I've ever seen of someone keeping herself trapped out of habit. This smart, talented and dynamic woman was basically living in a cage with a wide-open door, clinging to the bars, saying, "Help, help, I'm trapped in this cage...somebody rescue me from this cage...just don't make me get out of this cage...help, help...I'm trapped, trapped, trapped..."
So the question I have today is this — are you doing the same thing, in your own life? In your own way?
Are you staying trapped inside cages of your imagination — cages that actually have wide-open doors?
Are you still telling yourself some worn-out and tired old story about why you have no agency over your own life?
Listen — I am not an innocent. I know that life is challenging and sometimes impossible. Without a doubt, there are circumstances in life that simply cannot be changed or fixed or improved...but not nearly so many as we tell ourselves there are.
You show me NEARLY any bad situation, and I will show you someone who was once in that same exact bad situation — and who got herself out it. (If you hang out regularly on this Facebook page, then you have heard those stories told here in the comments section every single day — story after story about people changing their lives, changing themselves, changing their worldview, changing everything.)
Mortality is still non-negotiable, I'm afraid. We can't do much about the reality of death and dying.
But beyond that...are you still alive?
If so, then you have still have some measure of agency over your own life — either to change your circumstances, or to change the story that you tell yourself about your circumstances.
Bottom line: Very few things frustrate me more than watching powerful people pretending to be powerless.
So be as honest and brave and self-examining as possible when you answer this question — are you really as trapped as you think you are?
Or is it maybe time to step out of the cage?
Onward!
LG
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