You must really hate memoirs then.
You must really hate memoirs then.
I wasn’t casting judgment, but Blake, for example, was worshipped like some fertility goddess when she was pregnant and everyone fawns over her as a mom. I think that’s fine, but I have a soft spot in my heart for Tig and all she has been through so I am more inclined to go “awwwww” when I hear her say typically…
Not exactly, but it seemed like you were suggesting she was just as boring as any ol’ celeb mom and I think the context makes that not the case. Sorry for any misunderstanding though!
Oh god, that’s straight-out pedophilic! Had a high school chem teacher like that and it made me hate chemistry even more. Enough girls complained that he was reprimanded, but not fired.
Yeah, guns are a legit concern. It doesn’t take much for a man with a trigger finger to lose his cool.
Maybe her response is banal, but the challenges she faced to get to the point of dressing her kids up like pumpkins certainly can’t be compared to Blake Lively et al.
Oh dear, I hope things worked out for you too. Hugs.
I’m only halfway through her Amazon show but it is so sad and funny and real.
She does look terrified. A picture’s worth a thousand words and all.
Higher up, I mention having my ass slapped recently and being too stunned to react. A commenter harassed me in a long back-and-forth about the fact that my husband and my friends were similarly stunned and did not react. They were stunned because a man slapped my ass and quickly disappeared into the crowd. Had that…
Thanks, it still gives me the heebie-jeebies to think about. I was a virgin at the time (late bloomer) which made it even scarier, I think. I still feel pretty lucky and am glad I fought back as much as I could given the situation.
It was ME. I thought a quick response — oh hey, my husband is not to blame — would be the end of it as I wasn’t aware of his trollish nature just yet.
Well, that’s more civil a response than I expected. But I still disagree with everything you’ve said. I’m offended by you because you insulted my husband more than once and repeatedly diminished my feelings about what happened. I can be disgusted by certain behavior while still believing that chasing someone down and…
HOLY SHIT that sounds just like a story I have. I had injured my leg, and was on crutches and waiting at a bus stop in the rain. This seemingly nice guy asked me to have a coffee with him and that he’d be happy to give me a ride back to my dorm. He seemed totally cool at the cafe and the buses were running very…
I would say that’s nice but you strike me as brutish more than chivalrous. Go on, respond, I know you simply must have the last word about this. And how very manly of you to mansplain away MY feelings on the fucking matter.
Of course you’re not because you’re an asshole.
You’re an asshole. I’m less offended by the ass slap than by your rudeness and blaming here. Also, I fought off a would-be date rapist when I was 21 which was a fight actually worth having.
Thanks, but I really don’t need your pity or your rude insults about my husband. I would not have been pleased if he’d chased down the asshole, gotten in a pointless fight and was injured. I actually admire my husband for not reacting like a caveman who thinks I can’t stand up for myself. Plus it happened lightening…
My dad has offered to buy me a gun on the regular since I was 17 and moved out for college. At my first solo apartment, my upstairs neighbor had to call the police for two separate instances of men peering in my windows. Another time, I was coming home from school late at night and a man was following me — I could…
Ugh, I’m sorry. My husband is a professor and his department is fairly forward-thinking, making a serious effort to hire women and having very clear policies about harassment. He and I frequently discuss issues facing women in academia, and he is, in my opinion, a very good ally.