I am but a minor character in the best shit story I know, but the memory of this experience makes me laugh every time.

Eeeek. You've triggered me! Look at those fucking predators just lurking there pretending to be "Old World Charm"...

Well, to be fair, "retard" is no longer a medical term, while "obese" is. Calling your patient "fat" would be mean, calling them "husky" or "fluffy" would be condescending. What word is the medical professional to use when addressing the "issue that shall not be named"? I think it would be incredibly unethical if a…

I'm not obese, but I am overweight and my physician talks about my weight in a practical manner which is helpful because that way I don't delude myself into thinking there isn't some "opportunity" for improvement there. So his schtick is "alright, I see you weighed 182 last time I saw you and now you are down 10 lbs.…

I've seen the devil. I've rubbed my chest against him while sprawled facedown against the vile cobble of his treacherousness. He will not take my soul again. I shall puncture his very essence like a Russian hooker in a snowstorm in 6 inch plastic stilettos.

Well, I've had a lot of time to think about proper highheeling while laid up with assorted breaks, sprains and tears that kept me out of heels. I just need a European lady to tell me how they manage heels on cobblestone. That's a fucking art form. Ever since I broke an ankle in Dublin, I vowed that one day I would…

You're not drinking enough. You have to be soused enough not to feel the pain, but not so drunk that you become the barefoot girl or the angry stumbler in heels. It's all about balance. And sitting, a lot of sitting peppered with sexy saunters that allow people to see your amazing heels.

That's so Sophie's Choice...do you choose your heels or your husband? You relive it over and over again and your head and there's so much ambiguity about what the right choice *really* is. Hugs.

You do realize that "check your privilege" is now the equivalent of "lol" in the wonderful world of internet comments~meaningless, lazy and stupid thing to throw out there. Oh, duh on me, I've just been trolled.

Bitch please. Don't you dare try to make this a rape culture argument. You delegitimize the entire concept by trying to make this into something it isn't and it's incredibly counterproductive to those of us who have legitimate concerns with the implications of rape culture.

A pants on car hunp? Sister Sentra would be flattered and I'd be amused.

They hurt so GOOD!

As a person who is finally back in stacks after another unfortunate ankle injury, I just want to speak on behalf of those of us who love the living fuck out of heels and feel like absolute shit when confined to sensible shoes. It's a thing. Absolutely none of my very cute flats make me feel as wonderful as some…

"I don't believe you should just touch other people's things."

I'm not going to call you "overly sensitive", I going to give you the benefit of the doubt and hope this creep ass inferred sexuality was merely an attempt to find *something* wrong because "Kardashian". I would suggest that you take your impulses to be offended at all costs and pursue another direction, maybe…

I was not aware of the squishier Birkins, so I just googled them and the first few results were like $20K and seemed pretty pointless,plain and slouchy. If you're gonna throw down that kind of money on a bag, the very least thing it could do is have proper posture so people can actually SEE the damn thing. I'm in no…

Isn't Obsidian Black the sparklier black? So, yeah, that's clearly better than regular black. I need some context here to see why this is ironic. What kind of car was it? If he was talking about a Kia, then haha on him for being a tool, but if the company was springing for a luxury vehicle with sparkle paint, I'm…

I feel you on all that sister girl. The bag you schlep around all day MUST be big. Where do those wristlet rocking nymphs put their STUFF? My everyday bag must accommodate one pair of eyeglasses, one pair of sunglasses, more prescriptions than I care to admit to, 3 lip options and a bottle of wine. Toting my big…

I like the stiffness. (That's what she said.) Even to the point of briefcasey, I like a stiff bag. I have a sweet ass vintage dark green LV briefcase from the 70's that's the perfect stiffness and is great for making sure my laptop doesn't get banged around too much or tipped over while stored with my other myriad…

Who made you the arbiter of "worthwhile"? No one is making you bid on it or look at it. #bagshamersgonnahate