I'm not naive enough to think they didn't have pressures on them to look good in different eras, just that those eras presented a much wider range of "femininity" including women with appropriate sized-hips and boobs for their height and bone structure.

I'm thinking of Joanne Woodward, Shelley Winters, Ingrid Bergman, Lauren Bacall, Rosalind Russell... They weren't fat, but they certainly weren't waifs, and they could steal the hell out of a scene.

Remember the days when People with Acting Talent acted? Not just People Who Are Naturally or Abnormally Thin? But now I'm just getting sentimental.

Oh! but if the potential baby doesn't implant—if you prevent that—that's an "abortion." A crazy-ass PSA brought to you by my devout Catholic-control-freak ex-bf.

Yeah, this is what always chapped my behind about the prodigal son story in the Bible. So let's see: I can stay here, being a dutiful child, toiling in the fields with a hug and my family's gratitude to show for it, or I can run away, debauch day and night, eat and drink and sex myself silly, then mosey on home and…

Oh god that happened to me and my (British) bf when his dad decided to come up one morning with a cup of tea for his dear son. We were staying with his family but sleeping in separate rooms, and I had gone in for a morning cuddle. I just pulled the blanket up over my head like a kid who thinks it makes them invisible.…

My dad wouldn't allow my fiance and I to go into my old bedroom and close the door to have a private chat while we were engaged. I was 27. They were still going to Mass at the time, though, so at least they were being consistent.

Time for me to tape that strip of paper up over the left sidebar again — thought we left that "design" trick back in 2001.

Hope Samantha fought hard to suppress her gag reflex while writing that one. Maybe it was a long time between freelance checks.

I think it's one of the better-designed celeb clothing lines out there. Drawbacks: cheap fabrics, and you have to enter a K-mart. Maybe they sell it online...

Silence is the ULtimATe burn. It really is — and the best way to seal off toxic behavior (as long as they're not stalking or anything :( I didn't mean to imply blame for giving him the benefit of the doubt—and you shouldn't beat yourself up for not realizing he was disordered. I did that exact thing as I was sure my…

My ex started talking marriage by our third date, and crap like "When we're married..." Won't ever tolerate that again — total manipulation as he realized I was looking for a committed relationship but he had no intention of entering into one (at least not with me). Some men spin these fantasies because they…

I thought the story ended, "From then on, I never texted him again." Period. Take it from someone who's flunked the class on Relationship Red Flags more than once, he was waving a big one.

The "specific words" are a choice—and they're loaded with meaning. It's our job as readers to parse through what's presented, not substitute other words or surmise intention, as that would be presumptuous and very likely incorrect.

The fact (documented with those pictures) that she parked in a handicapped space tells me all I need to know about who she is as a person: a self-centered, thoughtless, arrogant, entitled a#%%hole.

Have been through it, now living it, every single point. Assuming I'm older than you (because I think I'm a grandma Jezzie) so will add: don't buy into any bullshit that "one day you may regret not _______." I have tried to accept every aspect of my journey even when I couldn't figure out what was going on, kept aware…

I have gone years in the sexual desert and lived to tell about it: it can be bliss. And yet, Hollywood writers always manage to fit in a line of dialog in a female-centric film or show like, "You haven't had sex in a month? Wow...no wonder you went home with him." It's like of course you would — because that would be…

This is when I wish for psychologist/LCSW/moderators who could offer reason, and hold me as I read about increasingly abhorrent human beings and their awful behavior.

You are so right. Trolls = narcissists. You can't "deal" with people with personality disorders — it's impossible. They're preoccupied with fantasies, their own selfish ends, and don't mind dragging innocent audiences into their sick little show. I've found that responding with cheerful obliviousness, fake…

What is even more desperate and sad is pretending that peri-menopause and The Change don't happen in Hollywood. You can starve yourself and do sit-ups all day long but most of the time, the massive hormonal balance change will thicken your waist and do other things to your body that you wish weren't happening. And it…