I can’t remember when I first realized we were in the upper middle class (dad’s a prominent attorney, mom was in entertainment business), but I do remember my parents clearly teaching me that their money is THEIR money. I was being a snotty 13 year old and begging my mom for the latest trendy jeans - they were like…
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As I’ve said in a couple other threads over time, my parents were the absolute BEST at educating me about money and I can’t thank them enough for that. I grew up with a weird perspective...we lived in a small house, took reasonable vacations (driving to the beach 8-12 hrs away) and had a mix of blue collar and white…
When I was in the fifth grade and Joshua Winstead told everyone that his mother had made sure to invite everyone in our grade to his birthday except me because my family couldn’t possibly afford a good enough gift for her precious baby’s big day.
My husband got called rich by all the other kids in public primary school, and then went to a private high school and he was the “poor” one to the other kids. How kids perceive themselves is probably relative to their peers.
I don’t think this person was “poor,” but she probably wasn’t rich either. Going to private college doesn’t necessarily mean wealthy, maybe she got a scholarship or something. But, going on trips to Europe is likelier evidence of wealth. Even so, a lot of poor immigrants make regular trips to their home nations.…
When I had to lie to my mother about how hungry I was because there wasn’t enough food for the both of us.
I have no memory of not knowing we weren’t poor. My only memories are of realizing how acutely poor we actually were. i.e. My dad lining up at a construction site, hoping he’d get hired for the summer. And him doing that until he was 60. Then, having to take an $8/hr job where he was lowered into the ground in a cage…
3rd grade. Some snobby girl named Donna continuously told me her parents were rich and I was poor. They weren’t rich. But in the eyes of an 8-yr old materialistic girl, they had the new car, new clothes and could afford normal stuff. We were children of farm workers and had to struggle to survive. Ugh that little…
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You can only shock so many White House staffers with a wierd, Eric Carle-like penis. Sometimes you just gotta get out there
Looks pretty accurate to me!
Honorable Judge Brown, I have been waiting since Tuesday to post this for your consideration. Be it shade?
Agreed. I just watched that episode again and Alaska really did act insufferably. I also feel like Katya was robbed in some of the lip syncs for legacy- she definitely should have beat Alaska or Detox in one of the times she went up against them, and then she could have disposed of Roxxxy (who had NO BUSINESS making…
she’s the guest on this week’s throwing shade podcast!!
someone shared this on reddit. accurate af.
I LITERALLY IRL know one of Rob Lowe’s former assistants who lives here in Santa Barbara and I can guarantee none of that sounds true, she basically had nothing but good things to say and she insists that she was treated like family for the years she worked with him.
You can’t spend all day e’ry day thinking about how fucked everything is right now. There’s got to be an outlet. Lately I can’t even enjoy sports because of how saturated it is with the Just World Randian bullshit bravado that Trump and his kind adhere to. Comics are too expensive and exhausting. Movies too expensive…
I smoke weed everyday and am probably an alcoholic, but I am well-informed about politics and celebrity gossip. The point is, we’re all going to die in a mushroom cloud.