YES!
YES!
I can imagine too that there might be a lot of resentment from the models of yore who had to skip meals or starve themselves—who had to go out of their way to fit a very narrow definition of beauty— and now there are women who don’t have to torture themselves.
I literally slept with my bedroom light on for a few nights after the last batch was posted. >.<
I’ve never been in a long distance relationship but I personally would want some kind of timeline to be established. Basically, I would want to know that the distance wasn’t a long term thing and that we both were on the same page regarding expectations. Clearly there are other important components (romance, etc) but…
Whenever I speak ill of him my mom just tells me that I’m being “too negative.” But...but...FACTS, SCIENCE!
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If my mom can cite Dr. Oz and Facebook newsfeeds as scientific sources, then I should be able to screenshot your comment and show it to her as proof that my childhood was based on a lie.
My mom used to tie my sleeping bag’s strings into knots and bows because she told me I might become asphyxiated in my sleep. I also couldn’t sleep with hair elastics in my hair or a headband for the same reason. I also wasn’t allowed to sleep with my bedroom door shut until I was nearly in college for fear that there…
Or it could work the other way around: “Screw it. I’ve already consumed my weight in waffles— might as well as top it off with cookies for good measure.”
WHATTTTTT?!?!
YES! That is actually the first image that always come to mind when I hear about the American Girl series, and I originally read those books about 20 years ago.
Yes, please! I was surprised at how much I enjoyed The September Issue (I love fashion but the elitism makes me die inside a bit) but upon further reflection I can chalk this up to Grace being heavily featured.
The first time I ever drank/got drunk I was ~23 and I just remember rambling to my friend and saying something like, “Fucking Lady Gaga. Geez, I hate her. But I love three of her songs...” That was only 2010 but I’m already nostalgic so the OP’s comments resonated with me.
I totally realized I responded with the band remark not remembering the context of your original comment. My bad!
Then join a band! Seriously! I was a drummer and if you’re looking for hookups but not a relationship then that’s the way to go. I had plenty of opportunities but casual wasn’t really my thing. I met a ton of interesting people though.
Luck is so much of it! Which is both super exciting and terrifying :p
I found love twice and loathed myself. The first didn’t work out because he cheated on me mercilessly and the second couldn’t handle my noggin issues. The latter didn’t break up with me but he made me feel even shittier about myself (he had his own serious issues but I was the only one getting help) so I was forced to…
I think a lot of people find counseling intimidating because there’s this incorrect notion that if you need it your relationship isn’t that strong to begin with. Sure, for some couples that’s true but sometimes we have trouble seeing or understanding another person’s perspective. Your partner and you can try to…
My ex, whom I lived with briefly, worked from home and was almost perpetually in pajamas. I’m not a fancy gal and I find lingerie kind of weird for me, but I really wanted him to either put on “normal” clothes or upgrade his pjs. I don’t really give a hoot what my partner’s garments look like immediately before sex…
I’m so glad I’m single and a proud mother of an amazing dog that has eyebrows like Andy Rooney’s. The closer I get to being thirty, the more posts I notice regarding marital angst or misery in the dating circuit.