Margaret Cho was raped and sexually molested numerous times growing up, she revealed in an interview with Billboard…
too attainable? like via photoshop?
If you’re going to dream, dream big.
I wonder if New Black is an attempt to name experiences like Kanye’s? Currently, there is no proscribed dialogue for being black, well fed, well educated and working in the profession of your choice, but it sure does happen. Has been happening for decades (check out Our Kind Of People for reference). I am not wealthy… Read more
GOD I LOVE POMS
This is so adorable! <3's forever.
Harrumph, says Mr Fusspot. Those young pot-lickers think they have it all.
I fucking love my Armenian man-nose. Loved it when I was a little girl, too.
I used to work with a woman who was absolutely NASTY to just about everyone, but especially me. Once I put a folder of birthday cards to sign on her desk (standard practice in just about every office environment ever) and as I walked away, I distinctly heard her mutter "Asshole, messing up my desk with your stupid… Read more
There was this girl that started dating one of my husband's friends and I had to hang out with her all the time for this reason. I had really bad acne and whenever I would complain about the pain I felt on my face because of my fucking face tumors, she would touch her face and tell me that her skin was beautiful… Read more
I did a fair amount of oat-sowing my freshman year of college. The school wasn't known for its diversity, and I was one of the few black girls on campus. Since I stuck out like a sore thumb, most of my hookups were followed by a fair deal of boasting and gossip. Depending on your gender, I was commonly referred to as… Read more
I'm on a month-long camping trip with a bunch of other college students. There's this guy I like, and he likes me. We sit together every day, tell each other secrets, it's cute as hell. There's a girl on the trip who doesn't really have friends yet, so one day I invite her to sit between me and this guy. The three… Read more
I teach college. The first day of class this semester a student raised his hand and asked me a question. I was so taken aback by the pitch of his voice that there was actually a second-long delay before I answered. I thought he was joking. His voice is much higher in pitch than that of your average child. He is a… Read more
New York (among others) has a concept of per se libel, for which no malice need be proven in order to make out general damages. Accusations of a sexual nature, or of a crime evidencing moral turpitude, fall into that category. No actual damage need be proven.
I am pretty sure this is the lady who made crop tops happen.