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I typically end up doing an old-fashioned waist cincher if anything, because my problem area is my tummy, not my hips/ass. In fact my ass is kind of on the smallish size, and Spanx make it look flat as hell. Spanx are good for the thigh chub rub though, which is helpful in summer (I wear tights pretty much all winter,

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Would be a grand slam for me if spoken by the right person...

I agree! Upthread someone said it looked like Revlon's Rum Raisin lipstick from the 90s, which I wore religiously. I found an old tube the other day and put it on and kinda dug it. But I'm whole-heartedly embracing the 90s comeback.

I totally still have a couple of tubes of Rum Raisin. I'm horrible at throwing things out — I still have pretty much every old lipstick and empty bottle of perfume I've ever owned — and I tried it on the other day and didn't hate it. But then I'm totally embracing the 90s comeback, so...

The trailers were kind of my favorite part.

Cost is a typically tacky topic, but I know how much both of my best friends' rings were. And they know mine, but only because I AM tacky and was bragging about our Etsy steal. With the first friend to get engaged, the topic came up when I was discussing ring insurance with her fiancee (he volunteered how much it was,

I've toyed with the same idea actually. Holy hell, do I have some stories. Maybe we should start an anthology!

I have a friend (a fellow southern baptist school survivor — our textbooks literally all came from Bob Jones University Press) who found Thief in the Night not too long ago and tried to play it ironically in the background of one of our parties. I only watched the first five minutes and tried really hard to just

Haha, yeah, I typically go with secular humanist.

I hear ya. Like I said up-thread, my parents actually used to teach bible study classes at our church about end-of-times prophecy crap. To this day, I have most of my family hidden on my Facebook feed, because it is LITERALLY all they talk about. My aunt just started a blog called "Beam me up!" about watching for

I have a friend who to this day breaks into cold sweats when she sees red balloons because of that beheading scene.

Oh Jesus Christ, my dad used to make these charts for his prophecy bible study classes at my church. All kinds of PTSD here.

I've always called them the Left Behind series. I was forced to watch those things as a PRE-TEEN. Yep, had my first panic attack at 10 when I was home alone and the sky turned a funky color.

Oh my word, SO IMPORTANT. I was raised by a mother who made it absolutely clear that I was her ONLY reason for being. She wasn't a healthy woman, was very melancholic, and if I hurt her feelings or disappointed her in any way she'd seriously take to her bed for days at a time. I never saw her have any hobbies, outside

Yeah, you're not the only one. Or you wouldn't be if I hadn't crawled into bed to discover the *newly minted* husband snoring away. All efforts to wake him up and jump his bones were sadly, horribly ineffectual. DAMN YOU LADY PORN!!

On numerous occasions I've had very close friends tell me I'll regret not having them when there's no one there to take care of me when I'm old. To which I say, 1) that seems like a shitty, if not outright unethical reason to HAVE a child, and 2) there's no guaranteeing they'd take care of me anyway! Some people are

Oh, I know! I LOVE her rings. Mine was from Etsy too, from OneGarnetGirl.

Ooh, good to know! The peachy-pink color was what I was after, and the pink sapphires I kept seeing were very PINK pink.

R2D2 was the first thing that popped into my mind.