For those who are filled with squee at the idea of this, China Glaze has had Hunger Games-inspired district-specific nail polishes available for, well, a while.

I see no Diamond Water!

This.

Her statement was actually taken out of context in the original article, for what it's worth.

"Get a hobby, lady."

But see, that's just it.

Anecdotally (because I understand that you note you haven't experienced these same pressures), many of us can have a hobby — or six. I certainly do. We can have multiple advanced degrees; spend our weekends teaching adult literacy, adopting rescue animals, and organizing…

First, apologies for replying on an old post, but I just happened to see that you'd replied to this comment because I was looking something else up and I thought your comment deserved a reply.

The cheese danish and Fanta crack was an anecdotal crack on my own pre-Paleo diet. Hence, "I'll be happy to go back to…

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But, but, but!

This.

What I fail to understand is why what someone else eats or doesn't eat annoys or affects you at all?

When and if my body suddenly evolves through the wonders of science and nanotechnology to run most efficiently on cheese danish and Fanta, sign me right up — I'll be happy to go back to subsisting chiefly on processed carbs — but for now I'm just not that evolved to use HFCS as my major source of brain fuel. So sorry.

Servers/restaurant staff not being respectful of a diner's eating restrictions, whether fad diet or medically necessary, is not in any way the fault of, by your characterization, a bunch of skinny-jean-wearing gluten-hating poseurs. It is insensitivity and misunderstanding on the part of the server/restaurant/food…