Beauty filters are changing the way young girls see themselves
The most widespread use of augmented reality isn’t in gaming: it’s the face filters on social media. The result? A mass experiment on girls and young women.
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SoHo’s New Geeks
SoHo’s New Geeks
“In the SoHo neighborhood of New York, lines form early and last long for the newest limited-edition product “drops.” A photographer and a writer collaborate to meet the young stalwarts and check out their spoils”
Child Brides Learn To Take Portraits Of Each Other — And Gain Insights Into Their Lives : NPR
A Life Revealed
“The young Afghan refugee who stared from the cover of National Geographic in June 1985 was an enigma for 17 years. What was her name? Had she survived? Photographer Steve McCurry joined a crew from National Geographic Television & Film to methodically search for her. They showed her photograph around the refugee camp in Pakistan where McCurry had encountered her as a schoolgirl in December 1984. Finally, after some false leads, a man who had also lived in the camp as a child recognized her. Yes, she was alive. She had left the camp many years before and was living in the mountainous Tora Bora region of Afghanistan. He said he could find her, and three days later he and a friend brought her back to the camp. There, the remarkable story of this woman, Sharbat Gula, began to be told.”
Poignant Photos of 1990s Teenagers in Their Bedrooms
Teen Girls Flip The Negative Script On Social Media
New York Today: The Place to Podcast
YOUTH, BEAUTY, AND TORMENT PERMEATE PHOTOS OF ADOLESCENCE
Waiting to die: the Iranian child inmates facing execution
The Power of Photography
Check out the teen blog at the MET
“Welcome to the exhibition Grand Illusions: Staged Photography from the Met Collection, where you’ll find your eyes wandering and your imagination running loose. At the exhibition’s entrance, you’ll see a lady in white, the Countess of Castiglione, in Pierre-Louis Pierson’s La Frayeur. After losing myself in the Museum for three hours on an ordinary Tuesday, I found myself entranced by this lady in white. Clearly, she is a woman of finer taste: her dress is posh and hair exquisite. But, it was her pose that drew me in. I wondered, “What’s wrong? Why is she running away?” And, as an afterthought, ‘Was it her fault?'”
