As the other commenter alluded to, she's had major facial reconstructive surgery, so. That's why she doesn't look like that anymore.

This is an extremely late reply— but, in answer to your question, I did and I didn't. It WAS a number of things but some were internal and some were external.

Oh how I wish those were my plans. Is it too late to tell the people coming over to fuck themselves?

Whaaaat. It has a "The Robber Bride" update? Buying it NOW.

YES. Sighhhhh. All this work for nothing.

I don't disagree with that either.

Weeeeeellll, guns are America's kryptonite. It's so hot-button it's essentially unique.

I think this is where a public policy domino effect is the long-term intended consequence?

Hahaha DRIVE me to drink. Yes.

Well, that's precisely the thing. Not that I mentioned it in the OP, but I don't especially love attending parties. I don't especially love HOSTING parties, either, though, but I like that a bit more than attending them.

My SO is just not detail-oriented. And neither are his mother and father, who had housekeepers to attend to those issues. I do think he's learning, though. He's always like, "CLOTH NAPKINS!" "We have cheese???" He doesn't give a shit (at our house or anywhere), which I genuinely adore about him. He is learning that it…

...yes?

That is definitely part of it— one of the main (I suppose implicit) points of this post is that it is women who do this. My mother and grandmother were "flawless" and very invested entertainers. My grandmother in particular once cried, at 91 years old, (obviously before guests came because that is very unbecoming)…

I like you. Come over and get some cheese off my SUPER NICE cheese board. :D

You know, that may be part of it. I have only recently had the ability to throw a decent cocktail party and it's fun to do it nicely.

FWIW, I was always taught to have 2 bottles of wine per person and two bottles of beer per person (assuming that there might be some overlap but that way you'd have plenty). Better to have extra than not enough.

Yeah, I'm in med school and I feel likewise— when/if I have kids, well, fuck all y'all on that. But, knowing myself, I will probably still feel the same and at least TRY to make the same effort.

The best (worst?) part about reading this is that I am OBSESSED with "entertaining flawlessly." Ugh, why. WHY.

Hear, hear. A friend of mine got unexpectedly knocked up more than a decade ago and they got married much quicker than they maybe would have (good health insurance, and they would have).

I already was, but I switched from beer to scotch. I poured one out with the beer and not the scotch though because I'm thrifty.