so........my icon makes you grind your teeth a little? That beautiful cheesecake, all drenched in blueberries compote (or whatever)? MM MM CHEESECAKE
so........my icon makes you grind your teeth a little? That beautiful cheesecake, all drenched in blueberries compote (or whatever)? MM MM CHEESECAKE
If your cheesecake is so bland that it needs toppings, you need to fix your damn cheesecake recipe. I find putting the toppings into the cheesecake mixture can help.
Nah, Margherita is something different altogether. I'm talking like, plain rubbery late night slice cheese pizza that's chiefly constituted of grease, shame and regret.
I'll reluctantly accept some variety of sweets/ bits of chocolate/what-have-you that may be separated from the cake and then eaten together with the cake or separately, at will, depending upon one's mood and inclinations. Anything else is an adulteration of the beautiful flavor that is sweetened up cream cheese and I…
What is this.... berries? And sugar? I can't taste the cheesecake! Put that shit on some boring ice cream and step off the perfect nuanced flavor of a decent cheesecake.
Is it possible he didn't really know it at the time? Men in general lean toward lesser awareness of their moods (ie that they even have them) and their root causes.
I hate it when people put toppings on good cheesecake.
I really don't think they're telling the truth about your bobby pins. I fly a *lot* (at least a couple of times a month). I very rarely get patted down. And I am always wearing some pretty involved underwiring, metallic earrings, a gold bangle, and a number of rings - which don't set off the metal detector, and don't…
are pens contraband on planes?
Lies. I rarely if ever wear bobby pins and they search my hair anyway.
That happens to me so often. Somehow those scanners can't penetrate the impenetrable fortress that is my ponytail. There's always a white square on the generic stick figure they use nowdays. It can, however, see when I am wearing a tampon and I'm both relieved and confused that noone decided to search my cooch…
Everyone knows that black women use their hair for extra carry-on items. Like toothpaste over 3 oz.
Black people don't have a monopoly on nappy hair. Not at all.
I have natural hair that I wear in a variety of styles and no matter what I'm wearing (twists, afro, or straightened) the agent always has to pat down my hair. I've been told that my bobby pins set the machine off, but why? My hair isn't even that big anyway... what do they think I'm hiding in a two-strand twist?
"We know it's for safety and we are acting like assholes"
Sigh, this has happened pretty much every time I fly. It doesn't seem to mater if my hair is in braids, a fro or a ponytail. I have short hair, so I'm always giving them the side eye...even with a fro I've got maybe 4 inches of hair. I feel like they should be able to tell if anything was on my head from the full…
In my experience (as a black woman) we can indeed hide things in our hair, but a) I should think there are other ways to screen for that, and b) we should not be singled out for extra-invasive hair searches.
It's not really for safety, it's for safety theater. Keep on making it difficult. Maybe eventually they'll get the point and stop this nonsense.
I have had them request to search my headwrap. I refused because I'm not taking it off for religious reasons along with the right to not undress publicly. When I said to TSA "Wouldn't a concealed weapon/item appear in the scanner I just walked through?" they refused to answer me and went an got a supervisor whom I…
Am I "carrying prohibited items"? Apparently my blackness with accompanying hair and features are on the list. I need to start booby-trapping my afro for any wandering TSA fingers.