Well, you don’t have to tell me twice.

This might be the greatest thing I’ve ever seen.

If they’re going to insist on making underwear a feminist or antifeminist statement then I’m just going to go back to not wearing any.

It was a big deal because she was a tad narcissistic :).

Any time after her engagement. She didn’t want anyone being engaged while she was engaged.

They got engaged a week or so before the wedding. Bride was upset because she thought the couple might *gasp* talk about the engagement at the wedding.

What?!?

Oh god, I’m so sorry. That sounds awful :(

You and everyone else! He’s a pretty likable guy :)

Mm, coconut tequila.

I’m actually a fan of the Hemingway if it’s done with really good absinthe. Fun fact: if you add a sugar cube it’s called a Death in the Afternoon.

This shot is amazing! I love it!

I did not cry. I did, however, start to have one hell of a panic attack once it was time for me to walk down the aisle. As I started to wheeze and get dizzy, my father (who was walking me down the aisle) looked at me and just grinned.

One person, of course, has asked exactly how you would explain something like this to your child if they saw these people out and about, but it seems like explaining make-believe wouldn’t be too hard to a kid who probably pretends to be a dog or a tiny kitty sometimes, anyway.

That’s heartbreaking. I’ve been scammed too (though not to the same extent) and you’re right - in the end all you can do is be smarter the next time. I’m sorry this happened to you.

I fucking hate when adult men refer to their penis as a wiener. No, you are not a child. Fucking stop it.

Companies that sell soap and underwear are not empowering you or celebrating you. They don’t care. They’re just making money off of what they know makes you tick because they have been doing that since advertising exists.

I was thirteen when men started honking their horns and screaming at me from their cars when I would walk home from school. That was the first time I got any kind of attention like that from men, since thirteen is around the time I really hit puberty. I fucking hated the attention then, and I especially hate it now.

On the plus side, I did get a free weekend at a luxury resort in Napa due to this whole debacle, so that was pretty cool.

When I got married, the wedding planner’s gift to me and my husband was a few nights’ stay at a luxury hotel in the honeymoon suite. Right before we left I wanted to change out of my dress, but everyone encouraged me to show up to the hotel decked in my gigantic ball gown because “every man wants to remove his wife’s…