I kinda like some of the BHLDN ones, though. Some of those same dresses also pop up when you filter by “bridesmaid dresses” and “reception dresses.” I think, on BHLDN’s website, searches for anything other than “bride” just show all the non-white dreesses. Hence the young models.

I was linked this comment and I should have know this had to do with an article about India. When it comes to India, Jez is the very worst. I’ve never seen such blatant racism from people calling themselves feminist unless it is toward India.

Jezebel has a huge race problem. I know a lot of the commenters here are very smug in their feminism and progressiveness, but I don’t see much of a difference between some of you and the commenters on Fox News. And I can at least excuse some of the Fox News people on the grounds that they’re uneducated and don’t know…

I’m not married. (I am a dude.) I have no plans to get married. I am 36 years old. And here’s the thing: I love my life. I love my friends. I love my job, most of the time. I love my solitude. I love being able to wake up when I want on Sundays and eat what I want for dinner and watch what I want on Netflix and get in…

I’m watching Gossip Girl on Netflix and eating some kick ass macaroni and cheese while I contemplate getting another tattoo. It’s the little things in life, y’all.

Bless my soul have I got a story!

I’ve got a few of my own, but I’m telling my brother’s because it’s/he’s fucking boss.

God, I have stories up the wazoo from eight years of working as a camp counselor, but there’s one that really stands out.

My first year working at sleep-away camp, we did this training activity where everyone had to talk about a time that we felt “other” or ostracized. The new Drama Director (18 or 19 years old) told…

Girl scout camp in the 90s. We were supposed to be orienteering, and my troop went rogue when we named ourselves the amazons, found a ken doll, and sacrificed it in the name of feminism. Yes, I was a misandrist before it was cool

I was 10 my first summer at sleepaway camp. It was co-ed with a counselor “on duty” (we referred to them as ODs) at all times to make sure we didn’t go into each others’ tents. That summer there was an ongoing rivalry between girls side and boys side. My first night there, a bunch of boys took all of our trunks out…

Summer backpacking and canoeing trip - sponsored by our CHURCH. One day we had miserable rain from start to finish. (Side note - I have a pathological dislike of having my face wet. I can swim, I can bathe/shower, but will wipe my face off ASAP. Despite my hat, my face was fucking wet all.day.long.) We also hiked much…

My maternal grandfather, age 12, with his parents and younger sister at the Baltic Sea resort of Ahlbeck, in July 1906. (I posted a couple of photos of him in his German WWI uniform in the Father’s Day photo thread. His sister Lucie was murdered in the Holocaust together with her husband and two children.) I wonder…

ugh okay this is a subject near and close to my heart - because no offense to anyone, but i don’t like kids. don’t find em cute, most emphatically DO NOT want them at my someday future wedding - which i mean is not completely planned or anything, but i do know the gist of what i want, which involves lots of booze and…

I got married in my jeans and a white shirt — just like my husband did... we were both beautiful, because we were making a gutsy move — supported by a very select number of friends (2) and family (1)... total.

It always seems to me as if the “beautiful bride” business is just reinforcing the patriarchy and reviving a…

‘There must be a zoo that’s lost a giraffe recently. They can FedEx it to me.’”

This was not my hook-up but I witnessed the hook-up.

For a light, summer read for those among you who are into Young Adult stuff, I highly recommend: