AriellaLioness
AriellaLioness
AriellaLioness

I wasn't surprised that I couldn't watch it, but this definitely made me laugh.

Eh, we've all done things we're not proud of. :P

SOMEONE'S buying it. Maybe there's a secret midnight cabal of Clamato drinkers? Reformed vampires?

Heh, you would know.

As someone who made the choice to leave, I can honestly tell you that it's not as easy as it sounds. I was brought up in the church, but I also learned the value of critical thinking (and open-mindedness) from a very early age. So when I left for college, I was finally free to make a choice that I'd been contemplating

"Yeah! I'm tired of all these self-professed behaviors being protected instead of my totally-not-self professed religion!"

I need to say that as an Iowan, the majority of the state does not claim Steve King & are regularly embarrassed by him. We like to pretend that the northwest portion of the state doesn't exist, (save for a few good eggs) and we're proud of the fact that gay marriage has been legal here (by a unanimous decision) since

Your body, in the course of the cleanse will also release heavy metals, plastics and other toxins, and the raw unsaturated fat will function as a carrier to rid your body of them for good.

My husband loves the backs of my knees. They don't do much for me except attach my calves to my thighs but hey, whatever's easy.

Even if I swapped bodies with Gina Torres (which would be awesome), I still don't think I would ~*~LOVE~*~ my armpits. THEY'RE ARMPITS, FOR FUCKS SAKE. ARMPITS.

I'm just generally sick of being told that I have to LOVE various (...) body parts. Not just like, or be-okay-with, but flat out love. For the most part, I really don't give two fig newtons about most of my body, and I don't think that that's a bad thing. It's a body, I have to deal with it, most of the time it's

In the most neutral possible way to say this, every time I read a Tracy Moore article (that isn't about motherhood), I can't help but think she must be incredibly beautiful and was incredibly popular growing up, and was never teased or ridiculed or made to feel bad about herself ever.

I grew out my armpit hair last year.
In general, I am now confused as to why I (we) shaved them in the first place.

Yeah, I don't think it's so much necessary for us to learn to love every part of out body as it is to just learn to be ok with the fact that some parts of us are SUPPOSED to be gross. I'm sick of being told that I need to think every part of me (from my nostrils to my anus) is beautiful and perfect and deserving of

I hate my armpits so much, I shot them with a laser. Now we get along just fine.

You laugh now, but then Facebook will go ahead and buy it for dicktillion dollars. And then the brogrammers who brogrammed it will invest all of their money in axe body spray.

It's so bad, it's spectacular.

Wow. That website is in dire need of an redesign.