Winter frolics like a fucking champ. It's inspiring.

My husband has skin like yours. He has his "winter color" which is really very pale (on his tummy and legs) and his summer color. We both work outside and he half-heartedly uses sunscreen when I remind him; then I aloe him up on the rare occasion that he gets a burn, and it turns tan overnight. Otherwise, he just gets…

So, Jessica Alba?

I hope so, because that describes my two usual states! It's hard for me to get sunburned. My skin is usually very pale (maybe with a very slight golden undertone, but it's hard to see) until summer and then it takes a while because I don't tan (or burn) easily, but I get tan no matter how much sunscreen I put on.…

Sounds like you have fair olive skin. I do as well. I'm half Spanish, and don't really sunburn much. Before my wedding I scheduled three tanning sessions, the only ones I have ever done. They cautioned against me scheduling them so close together, saying I would burn, but I knew I wouldn't, and I didn't.

Olive is an undertone (despite what Hunger Games crazies will tell you) and can be found in a range of levels of darkness. What exactly constitutes 'olive' is not really agreed upon though.

For what it's worth, a makeup artist once told me that "olive" is the absence of pink undertones.

Olive skin can be kind of light or a bit dark. It means you have a sort of yellowy-green tone to your skin. It's also called Mediterranean skin sometimes. I personally find the paler I get, the more yellow I am. Which is sad. I think olive skin is really pretty on darker skin like my mom's because a pale greenish or…

Yeah I'm Italian and I'm really really pale but my skin definitely has olive undertones. I never get very dark in the summer though, but it's probably because I deliberately don't sit in the sun too much and natural tanning takes time (I've always heard that you get you vitamin D fix in the first 10 minutes of…

i am hissing at you rn

If he's against paying for half your plan-b in the morning, don't fuck em.

Ohhhh my body's saying, let's go / ooohh but my values saying no.

I thought confusion arousal is what you feel upon meeting a physically attractive Republican.

Dont take it so hard. Go have a pint a bitter and some fish n chips and keep calm and carry on or something.

My husband said "Not really." And then he said "Why? Do you want to test it?" and I was like "No. Internet."

That's why I'm not texting. I'm going to wait until he's taken a swig of his evening club soda. Because club soda nose will enhance the moment.

#notallballs

Bit like a medicine bottle apparently.

Let me regale you with the tale of an ex of mine who I will heretofore refer to as Shitbag.

Shitbag and I dated for about 6 months, fairly casually. His work shuttled him back and forth between Ottawa and Montreal, so he was only in town about half the time, which kept us from getting too serious. Plus, not long after…