clivebomb
CliveBomb
clivebomb

I spent the majority of my life living near a couple of the richest zip codes in the country. Rich people style comes in a few flavors:

She really did not need to name these people  in her little rant. She should just focus on her music instead of this “it’s not fair! why do they get to sing about sex and I just want to sing about lexapro and I get criticized” As if all of those women don’t get criticized for the content of their music too.

What a great read. It’s oddly comforting to know that female hair has always been a fraught and coded issue when it feels like cutting off your locks can be politicized.

There was a thread on here a while ago about loves/infatuations that just kind of never leave you. You may be perfectly in love with the person you’re with, have kids with, have a life with. ANd very happy.

I undertook a year long backpacking trip through Europe. I started in Denmark where there was a Danish girl I’d had a 3 month relationship with when she had been backpacking Australia. She’d helped me get through a vicious relationship-almost-got-married-but-instead-I-lost-all-my-money-had-to-move-back-in-with-my-paren

mostly because she maintains the endearing naiveté that drew so many to her instead of Britney or Christina in the first place.

Maybe her putting it all out there will help other people know going through similar stuff that these things happen, even to the rich, famous and beautiful? Maybe she’s helping to normalize conversations that should be more normal?

I don’t know why I clicked the link to read about Julianne Hough’s marriage, but I love speculation around people not wearing wedding rings. I took my wedding ring off two days ago to take a shower and still haven’t remembered to put it back on. I hope all my coworkers aren’t speculating about my marriage status. Lol.

Don’t even try it.

I am fifty-four years old and have always been game to try oddball clothing. I came of age in the eighties. My bad clothes have been the stuff of legend. I went to one wedding in the eighties in a forties-inspired black and white dress cut down to the bottom of my sternum, white satin gloves to my elbow, and a black

I used to work in a mall, and a stored moved in across the hall from the store I worked at that had this gorgeous sweater that I coveted. It was an angora sweater with a hood, wood buttons at the shoulder, and the softest thing I’ve ever touched. I stalked that sweater, perusing through stores on my lunch breaks and

I don’t know how this works for other people, but I’ve become very sensitive about this shit ever since I had a kid.

Exactly. I remember talking about this on Jez back when Bowie died and people were pointing out his relationships with underage girls.

Suddenly, people begin asking: How did anyone ever think that was OK?

Luckily for me, I am currently working in a country with a strong tailoring culture (like, for $150, I got outfits made for an upcoming vacation), so I can absolutely get a dress made for whatever sort of wedding we end up having (fiancé and I are currently long-distance, and getting hitched is the easiest way of

Oh Honey, big hugs to you.

moving abroad FTW! :)

At least it’s over with, and it only took about one minute, it wasn’t the full exam, thank God.

I don’t have a past reinvention but this year I’m moving abroad and intend to become the best me ever in 2020! No more job, away from awful family who’ll never visit, I’m now getting rid of nearly all of my possessions except casual clothes, jewelery, and toiletries, and it’s going to be a brand freaking new life for

Does getting a massive skin infection count?