Seriously, the ignorance here is astounding. Or maybe not so astounding considering where we are as a country right now.

I’m 60, too, and so tired of most clothes. I go shopping hoping to find something I like, and I’m lucky if I find one thing and they have it in my size, which is almost never. I wear jeans and black pants 90% of the time because they’re basic. I have a few polyester shirts, but here in Florida they’re a bad idea.…

I started out liking them for that reason, too. I work out all the time, including with weights, but my arms are and I guess always will be jiggly (and I’m pretty old, I might add). So when these shirts became popular last year, I was happy to see them, since I despise sleeveless anythings. I have two cold-shoulder…

I agree with you, but each time I starred your post the star count went down! What a strange glitch.

Same. My tops aren’t all that fancy, but nor do I wear white Hanes T-shirts. I look terrible in them and am somewhat plus-sized myself. I am sort of a jeans-with-a-sort-of-in-between-often-black-shirt person, and where I live (Florida), that can be worn year-round.

No, and I’m still pondering the idea of a 19-year-old male with a 26-year-old female. And then feeling like I shouldn’t be, and what if it were reversed? And then realizing I don’t care enough to expend any more energy on it.

Yeah, I posted quickly and I apologize for calling you “honey.” That wasn’t cool. As for the rest of the thread, I’m at work so just jumping in quickly and don’t have time to read it. But I’m 60, and through my eyes, 73 is, while not young, certainly not old enough to throw in the towel.

Oh, honey, you must be very young. 73 is nothing. You’ll see. (No, I’m not 73, but I’m sure I’m a lot closer to it than you are, and from where I sit, it’s looking pretty good.)

In Orlando we get so many tourists, and I guess most of them hover around the theme park/I-Drive area, but if anyone gets an itch to travel to the northern part of the city where there are way fewer tourists, there are some great restaurants. In the Mills/50 area where I live you’ll find many Asian restaurants, such…

I don’t mind that HH is fake, because I watch it only to see the inside of other people’s houses. I don’t care which one they pick. But what I wish they would talk about more is how someone who works as, I don’t know, a barista and their SO who works as a librarian can afford an $800,000 house, or even a $300,000…

No, still gray.

Testing to see if true.

Coincidentally, I just read this: https://www.mcsweeneys.net/articles/11-ways-that-i-a-white-man-am-not-privileged

I watched it, too, until the end. I was waiting for some sort of climax, a big reveal besides the one they did show, but nothing. The show is called Gypsy, by the way, for those who wonder. The theme song is a remake Stevie Nicks did specifically for the show, or so I’ve read.

I looked it up earlier today when I saw this somewhere else, and I still don’t know what it means. ??

Another goodbye? Hmm. What’s going on up there?

One, he’s royalty.

So much relief. I was positively giddy after my (second and last) divorce. The feeling of freedom is indescribable.

I boggle at how many of them accept loft beds, as if they’re never going to have sex again, or if they are, it will be in a horizontal position only. Also: I have to pee at least once every night, and damned if I’m going to climb down and up a ladder to do it.

I live here, too, and while I went to various Disney parks at least 30 times when I was younger, at this point I’m just not interested. Fortunately Orlando has a lot more to offer than theme parks. (I just got back from a Tig Notaro show, for example.) They’re barely on my radar anymore.