All our sistren, younger and older! Even as a teen I was always outraged and mouthy on behalf of others/ against creeps.

I know from a really bad New Year's Eve party that if one were to consume only lots of foie gras, guacamole and champagne, one would vomit with the exact same consistency, scent and flavor of unadulterated foie gras.

Well, let's just say that I can spend all weekend planning, shopping, cooking and packaging meals for myself and then decide at noon on Monday that I don't like chicken/lettuce/bananas/whatever anymore.

Are you my mother/father/fiance?

Agreed! Robin is my spirit animal, and if she were really doing the big wedding, which IMHO should be an elopement, she would totally dress her bridesmaids in hockey jerseys or sharp blazers or let them style themselves.

^ wedding shaming!

Oh gosh! I hope it's nothing like that— my bff struggles with PCOS. I think they can ultrasound your ovaries to determine if you have it. The worst is when you can feel that there's something wrong but the doctor doesn't know what else to tell you besides "eat less" and "are you SURE you're eating less?" >:(

Could it be a seasonal or hormonal thing? My body fluffs up for winter (and for the pill) even if I amp up the workouts and try to eat clean. It can be pretty devastating, especially with this winter that won't die!

I tried it once, and it took years for the dark spots from the resulting rash to fade away.

ps. the salad dressing story was the exact moment I realized I wasn't in California anymore.

I would just like to sound back with my experiences with equally out-of-it waitstaff.

Even though I wasn't sure I could pull it off, yesterday I ordered a midi skirt and a white crop top. Thanks, Anne Hathaway, for validating my life choices this morning.

On second thought, I guess it's cool if you're specifically conversing with the dog. I will just hide behind him, like I do my fiance at parties.

I relate so hard! People always tell me I should be in sales or hospitality because of my bubbliness and charm, but they don't realize that every moment spent interacting with strangers is exquisite agony for me. Even interacting with friends and loved ones is draining.

On a similar note, I have always dreamed of a…

There's a lot of divorce in my Catholic family, so my mom and all my aunts are badass working single mothers who date and drink and single-handedly raise families, but they all still think divorce is the devil and women shouldn't work or pay for anything.

I was about to say that!

Story of my life! My family calls me the bubble burster. I can't help it that their "great ideas" are as flimsy as soap-film.

Us Weekly: I am Jack (Nicholson)'s raging bile duct.

Eww! You should have told his family not to take him out in public until he learns to behave. ;P

Hahaha! That "anxious puppy" feeling is why I have spent $$$$ on personal trainers and will continue to do so. No amount of encouragement or negative reinforcement from friends, loved ones or even myself can bring forth the same motivation to improve as one kind (or harsh) word from a trainer.