YankeeDivo

This blog is not related to opera mezzo soprano Joyce Didonato aka Yankeediva, in any way. It is about my passions. Opera,art, and menswear among them. It also allows me to fanboy out on, among other things, Joyce Didonato. I also want to use it to show that opera and dressing well are not elitist. If I can do it, so can any other idiot :)

rosesofthesouth:

The classical music community on Tumblr has seriously gotten so big.  I feel like I’m missing out on so many blogs!  If you’re a classical musician, reblog this so I can follow you! :D And if I already follow you, reblog so your followers can see! 

People might tell you that reading is a way to hide from the world, and sometimes it can be, but in my experience, people who love books are also interested in myriad other things. They love music and movies and travel food and (gasp!) even television. As a friend of mine says, books make you a glutton for life. They show you how much there is to be experienced in the world. So let them do that. Let them make you curious. Let them make you hungry. Let them give you more questions than answers.

Rebecca Schinsky’s 5 Reading Rules for Book Lovers of All Ages on the Reading Rainbow Blog (via sevenletterswithay)

(via operatramp)

operarox:

oiseaudefeu93:

Rehearsals for the upcoming production of La Cenerentola @ the Met.

(Photos: Ken Howard/ Met Opera)

Love rehearsal pics <3

(Source: facebook.com)

operarox:

Joyce takes a bunch more selfies at her La Cenerentola dress rehearsal

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goatsfavoritelamp:

farahhhh:

imperfectwriting:

I went to the mall, and a little girl called me a terrorist. 

My name is Ela.  I am seventeen years old.  I am not Muslim, but my friend told me about her friend being discriminated against for wearing a hijab.  So I decided to see the discrimination firsthand to get a better understanding of what Muslim women go through. 

My friend and I pinned scarves around our heads, and then we went to the mall.  Normally, vendors try to get us to buy things and ask us to sample a snack.  Clerks usually ask us if we need help, tell us about sales, and smile at us.  Not today.  People, including vendors, clerks, and other shoppers, wouldn’t look at us.  They didn’t talk to us.  They acted like we didn’t exist.  They didn’t want to be caught staring at us, so they didn’t look at all. 

And then, in one store, a girl (who looked about four years old) asked her mom if my friend and I were terrorists.  She wasn’t trying to be mean or anything.  I don’t even think she could have grasped the idea of prejudice.  However, her mother’s response is one I can never forgive or forget.  The mother hushed her child, glared at me, and then took her daughter by the hand and led her out of the store. 

All that because I put a scarf on my head.  Just like that, a mother taught her little girl that being Muslim was evil.  It didn’t matter that I was a nice person.  All that mattered was that I looked different.  That little girl may grow up and teach her children the same thing. 

This experiment gave me a huge wakeup call.  It lasted for only a few hours, so I can’t even begin to imagine how much prejudice Muslim girls go through every day.  It reminded me of something that many people know but rarely remember: the women in hijabs are people, just like all those women out there who aren’t Muslim. 

People of Tumblr, please help me spread this message.  Treat Muslims, Jews, Christians, Buddhists, Hindus, Pagans, Taoists, etc., exactly the way you want to be treated, regardless of what they’re wearing or not wearing, no exceptions.  Reblog this.  Tell your friends.  I don’t know that the world will ever totally wipe out prejudice, but we can try, one blog at a time.  

this is so perfect in absolutely every single way.

do you hear that drumming in the distance? THATS MY THUMB ON THE REBLOG BUTTON

(Source: olentaalla, via that-feminist-soprano)