NO1CURR
NO1CURR
I don't know much about Yoga, but are you suppose to do it in heels with a 15# weight strapped to your chest? I would think this threw off your balance?
Nuh-uh. The meaning of life, the universe, and everything is 42.
You're not just imagining it: Suddenly, plus-size models are higher profile and they're getting more jobs.
But if the top isn't tailored for you, it looks like you're wearing a sack. I have a bunch of Shalwar kameez, and all of them required multiple trips to the tailor to get right.
This never would have happened even five years ago. Celebrate victories as they come. It doesn't mean we stop working towards more progress, but it's ok to say "This is nice. I'm glad this happened." before "What's next?"
This. is. amazing. Good for her!
A transgender actor on a hit TV show that has beauty privilege, passing privilege, and the ability to absolutely kill it as an advocate for trans issues in every interview she gives? Oh yeah, totally unlikely.
#ItIsAllMen.
Boo-fucking-hoo. Want that Wall Street gig? Don't rape anyone. Next!
Look on the bright side, fuckwad. You aren't doing 8-15 years in a NC State Penitentiary for sexual assault. If you had been sent to prison, you'd get to see rape from the victim's point of view.
Waaah waaah waaaah, I wanna work on Wallll Streeeeet! They PWOMISED meeeee!! All I did was one widdle wape, man, it's not faaaaair!
How out of touch with reality do you have to be to make an excuse like "it wasn't rape because I stopped when she started to cry." Hey asshole, during consensual sex people generally don't cry from fear and pain during the middle of it.
He says the expulsion has made it impossible for him to start his job at a Wall Street firm
The only sign any bar should need:
Dudes,
I'm probably showing how dim I can be in admitting this but I didn't get it at all. I read it as "like my beer like my violence" and I was like cold? Frothy? He likes his violence cold and frothy? He likes his violence Indian and Pale?
It's worth noting that they kind of left her that job. It was what, 2 months into it that it was dropped in her lap "oh, there are LOTS of broken cars out there!"
I could listen to that wonderful grandly-mellifluous double-basso voice just read the phone-book at me all day. But hearing her own poems is even better, of course.