Darlingpants
Darlingpants
Darlingpants

I have a dress and leggings in L. I am all thighs and ass. 5'4" 145ish. The dresses are pretty short. The leggings are snug, but also super thick. Wearing my bone leggings, a woman me told I was the thickest skeleton she'd ever seen.

Not possible; Beyonce's bathing suits are custom made and hand sewn by expert mermaid craftsmen, who live deep below the ocean's surface in an undisclosed location. It's impossible to get a duplicate. You can try, but even Rihanna couldn't get one.

Thanks, LibraryChick! I actually think this article and a million others about brides being crazy completely misses the point. The point being this: the world has been telling us for years what our wedding is supposed to be, and then everyone turns around and condemns us once we are in the process of planning that

People who grouse about other people's spending habits are the sprained ankle of the games industry.

Matching hats. And Matching Penis Hats.

I'm thinking something akin to Joey's bologna penis cap in Friends. DO IT.

People who are worried that thin-shaming is anywhere near as crippling as fat-shaming, please take this short quiz:

I just want to know what I have to do to get shipped off to Guac-tanamo.

There was a Gravy Convention and I was not invited?

In my opinion, "Thin-shaming" falls under the same category as misandry and reverse-racism. It's not to say that it doesn't happen or that it doesn't exist, but what people need to realize is that when you come from the perspective of the privileged class, there's a huge difference in (pardon the pun) weight being

I'm sold. I wasn't sold until I read this, but now I am sold. I now oppose tipping and think fair-price restaurants where everybody gets paid properly in the first place should be the norm (I will continue to tip until that actually happens though). I never looked at it that way.