Point me to your 3 dollar 38I bras, and I will buy them all. Hell, point me to your 40 dollar 38Is and I'll buy them all. Believe me, if I could buy bras anywhere but specialty stores, I would be doing it.

Ask me how much my bras cost.

If I ever saw anyone wearing that, male or female, I think I would die of laughter.

My first trolls. I'm excited! People! Come stare at my first idiots, aren't they adorable?

First thought

It's been a bit since I've been to church but Proverbs 31 seems to promote working women and warn against drunken men... Ahem, David.

He is literally my favorite TV show character ever. More than Captain Malcom Reynolds. More than Garak. More than Prince Zuko. More than Dean Winchester or Claudia Donovan or Jack Carter. It's G'Kar.

Before we all start defining her, let's have a quick recap:

If I put in a completely apropos of nothing picture of G'Kar from Babylon 5, do you think we could get away with an O-Deck share? ;-)

i don't think lupita's mixed since both her parents are kenyan, they just happened to be in mexico at the time she was born.

I know plenty of women who have had homebirths who vaccinate their children on schedule.

I think this is a specious connection. Wanting a home birth or a birth at a birthing center is not a rejection of modern medicine, unless you think the fact that the United States has far and away more unnecessary cesarean sections than any other industrialized nation is some kind of triumph of science.

So where's the other third of births happening?

Hear hear! Why is this still in the grays?

Also, WTF is up with her use of "Asian looking girl" as a description?

FYI this was my accidental original headline for this post.

If nothing else, it would prove that they are willing to express their true individuality rather than conform to a 'model' designed to allow them to succeed. I find it easier to trust a person who doesn't hide behind a mask.

As for the shoes of male politicians: "I first saw President Reagan as a foot, highly polished brown cordovan wagging merrily on a hassock. I spied it through the door. It was a beautiful foot, sleek. Such casual elegance and clean lines! But not a big foot, not formidable, maybe a little ...frail. I imagined…

I am Christian too, but I believe in a God that is frankly too busy to care what I wear.