White Girl in Black Face

It’s been a long time coming, but WGiBF T-shirts are now for sale! Finally you can wear your irreverence with pride, in my 100% cotton, comfy fitting T’s.

Each shirt comes in either a women’s cut or a roomier, unisex style. To purchase, click on the appropriate Add to Cart button and you will be directed to Paypal to complete your transaction. Orders should typically go out within 48 hours, however depending on response and inventory, could take up to two weeks. But have no fear… I will get you your shirt and soon you will be best dressed on casual Friday.

*Please check out the notes on sizing at the bottom before choosing your t-shirt. They run a little wonky (why wouldn’t they!?).

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You don’t have to keep Kosher to wear this cheeky T-shirt; you just need a torso and a bit of chutzpah. Although it doesn’t hurt if you are full on Jewish, half Jewish, one eighteenth Jewish or adopted by Jews, sympathetic to Israelis, irresistibly attracted to side curls or if you just generally have a great sense of humor about meat and dairy.

Kosher Pussy makes a great Chanukah gift! Wear it to a taping of The Daily Show! Wear it in your profile photo on JDate! Throw it on with a silk scarf and a cardigan for Friday night services and you’ll be the talk of the shul! Or do like me and wear it to the bodega to pick up a carton of Schweddy Balls.

* handmade silver ring by Jenn B Jewelry.

Straight, gay, queer, lesbian, questioning, bi, sexually fluid… Defining your sexuality is more difficult than choosing your privacy settings on Facebook! Luckily, WGiBF has simplified things.

Up until my early 30s, I was straight. It wasn’t until I acknowledged my interest in women that I learned how complex sexuality really is. People would ask me, “So, are you a lesbian now? Are you bi? What are you?” It was reminiscent of the pressure to define myself racially and I found that bisexuality is often doubted just like biracial identity.

Being post-straight offers us room to grow and change without denying our past or defining our future. This shirt can be worn by folks anywhere on the spectrum of sexuality, including those who are straight, but not narrow! Remember, not everyone can be gay, but we can all be fashionable.

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For those who don’t know, Jungle Fever is not just a Spike Lee joint, it’s a term used for interracial relationships (namely, black/white) and implies that a white person attracted to a black person has some sort of illness (aside from sickeningly good taste).

Folks travel around the world and bring back “stupid T-shirts” for their loved ones. And in a sense, interracial unions are like traveling. They allow people to see themselves through new eyes, question their beliefs and look beyond the superficial. The irony is that we children of these unions are often born into a job. We carry the scars and the dreams of two (or more) groups, and our bodies and minds become a battleground. Although I feel blessed, being mixed has sometimes felt like a burden. This shirt reminds us that it’s all quite silly. The truth is, I got way more than a T-shirt. I got curly hair, an appreciation for bluegrass, and the privilege of being mistaken for Moroccan.

The things that make us most alike are often the least obvious. Be just like me and get a Jungle Fever T-shirt today!

SIZING: For some reason, the women’s Ts that I ordered run really small which is why I noted the sizes I am wearing in the photos. The unisex style (pictured at left), is fuller in the body and the sleeve and runs pretty true to size. I like the medium in that one, but I did my best to rock the XL because that’s the only one I had at the time of the photo! Do keep in mind they are 100% cotton. I recommend hanging to dry.

More styles will be available in the near future. If you have any questions, please email me at newmeadow@gmail.com before ordering and I’ll make sure you get what you need!

PS: I apologize that each time you click on a different shirt it will open in a new window. You’ll get it, you’re savvy. That’s just where my patience wore out in the battle of WordPress vs. Paypal.