AgingHipster
AgingHipster
AgingHipster

The weird thing is, at least from my perspective, that it doesn't really have to be that way. I do research, I write papers, I present them, etc., but I also work, and go out with my friends, and travel, and have plenty of time. I think that either I am missing something terribly important and there will be a

To provide a different viewpoint: I'm female, and about ten years older than my grad student counterparts overall because I've been off, ya know, having a career and whatnot, and legitimately put myself through college, which seems to be a rarity if you're a grad student in my department (Latin American Studies, UC

omfg I'm a humanities grad student. THEY. ARE. THE. WORST. One guy actually mansplained "the patriarchy" to me. I just looked at him waiting for the punchline before realizing that he was the punchline.

Pardon. A five-word comment. Even better.

It's not overly pedantic if you're condemning twenty breeds because they look a certain way. Of course, I'm sure that tendency doesn't bleed over into the rest of your life, right? Oh, except that you called me an "overly pedantic asshole" from a six-word comment. You're a snob and an ignoramus and I wouldn't want

This is fascinating because I understand and respect that dynamic but am always smiling unintentionally. I suspect that I really do look like a potential axe murderer who is just delighted at the prospect of following you home, because nobody ever bothers me in NYC.

Pit bull isn't a breed.

So, in case you're wondering why you're a fucking creep, here you go. You put up a comment in a post about "yellow fever" and how it's sublimated racism about how you, personally, prefer Asian women because they have tighter vaginas, which nobody asked for nor wanted to know, and then you repeat it again and again

Don't talk to me, you fucking creep.

I hope it works for you! I swear, when I discovered bras that fit, it really changed my life in a tiny but important way. My clothes fit better, I felt more confident, and my breasts stopped hurting (they'd been hurting for so long that I'd stopped noticing.) Good luck :)

Everything you say makes my skin crawl even more. You're creepy as fuck.

Oh sorry I wasn't helpful. I like Freya, Felina, some DKNY bras (although they fall apart rapidly) and Ewa Michalak.

It sounds like we have the same boobs! And - Renaissance Breasts. I have never heard that and LOVE it.

And the always wonderful Ewa Michalak! I can't recommend them enough.

It's easy, really! Measure just under your breasts with a cloth measuring tape. That number is your band size. Now bend over and measure around the largest part of your breasts. Subtract your band size from that number. The difference is your cup size. One inch is an A-cup; two is a B-cup; three is a C-cup, and so

Victoria's Secret sucks at that kind of crap. They tried to put me in a 36A. Intimacy fitted me, correctly and happily, as a 30E/32D! Victoria's Secret can bite me, as can the bitchy saleslady who looked me up and down and straight-up laughed when I asked her for a 32D and said, "YOU'RE not a D-cup."

I don't know either but I had him pegged for 15 and a virgin at his first comment, and his later posts did nothing to dispel that idea.

If you had a bigger dick, vaginas wouldn't feel so loose to you.

I don't want to waste any time on you. You're disgusting and creepy. Anyone who talks about "tight vaginas" is a fucking creep.