I woke up a few weeks ago with thisstory filling my feed. You may have already heard about it. A yoga studio in a mostly white, affluent California neighborhood hosted a “Ghetto Fabulous” yoga class where practitioners were encouraged to arrive in “ghetto” outfits like heavy lip-liner,  and corn rows to “Get down with yo’ bad self & booty shake all the way into shavasana.” Photos from the event on facebook (now removed but available at Jezebel’s article) show primarily young white women sporting do-rags and flashing gang signs.  As you may imagine, the event was met with criticism for it’s appropriation of hip-hop style and tone-deaf trivializing and glorifying of gang culture.

I looked at these photos of people who look, basically, like me (white, young, female, able-bodied) and felt . . . Sad. Angry. Embarrassed. I read the lack-luster apology from the studio owner and pages…