fritopie1
Fritopie1
fritopie1

You don't get to be 98% ethnically homogeneous by welcoming foreign devils with open arms, my friend.

Usually its more benign? Really? You must not be including attitudes toward ethnic Koreans in that statement.

To be fair: he's Canadian.

We need to discuss the monstrosity that is this Reem Acra.

Suki's so fetch.

Stop trying to make Suki Waterhouse happen. It's not going to happen.

So what is a supermodel anymore? Because I swear I havent heard of this person aside from her relationship with Bradley what's-his-name.

Nicely played.

Supermodels love coke.

What? I've lived in DC and NYC and anyone who doesn't work in the fashion industry would agree Gina is stunning precisely the way she is.

I live in a part of North America where people wear snow mobile suits for half the year and hunting apparel the rest. Nobody around here has any idea exactly what size the next person really is.

I went on a vacation just outside of NYC. I swear I was the only fat person.

I can't speak to the middle of the country as a whole, but even outside cities and their surrounding suburbs this seems to be true. I live in Philly and a few years ago I went to Hershey Park which is about 80 miles west. The average person was at least 30 lbs heavier (if not more, I'm terrible at weight estimates)

When I was in Germany I noticed there was less status competition than in the USA, and that extended to stuff like being skinny, or having adorable babies, or having a cool spouse. Yes, people will always compete over status markers, but in some places the competition is simply less intense. The places where it is the

Ha, ha ha, haaaa. Try being a female scientist half way to a Ph.D in plant genetics, trapped in a conversation about GMOs at a party with some white guy with dreads. The layers of insult and irony in this scenario, which is somehow a fixture of my life....

I'm the only woman in my department of 20. This article is my life. I'm in my 40s, so I no longer just shut up when someone talks over me, interrupts me, discounts what I say, questions my expertise, or tries to metaphorically pat me on my fucking head, so at least I feel more proactive, but even being a raging THE

My brother is a serial fuck-up. He just cannot get his emotional shit together. he has a good job (somehow) but is in a loveless/abusive marriage and is an alcoholic. Despite this, members of my family consistently believe his narrative of our childhood over mine simply because he is male. He physically abused me

...to the fact that it took a football team's worth of women to make some men even entertain the idea that Bill Cosby could be guilty of serial rape.

I mean, I tend to have trouble trusting people smarter than me too.