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I’ve experienced walking into a store and having the sales clerk tell me on sight “we don’t have anything in your size”. (Trini shop attendants are well-known for their kindness *eyeroll*). Suffice it to say I have had my share of shopping humiliation.

My pet peeve? How very many plus-size designs have see-through lace or webbing at the shoulders. It’s like the designers are saying, “Let’s see, where can we show a little skin but not risk showing (heaven forfend) any fat? Hey, the tops of the shoulders!”

Remember when it was fucking leopard print EVERYTHING a few years ago??? A plus size shirt could not be found without leopard spots somewhere on it.

Oh boy, a Kelly Faircloth piece about plus-size fashion — it is a genuine pleasure.

So I’m a fat girl, have been all my life. I spent my teenage years shopping at DEB and Dressbarn with my mom, and I shudder when I think about all the “plus” clothing I’ve had to sift through just to find something decent to wear. Seriously, every plus size clothing store or section looks like racks upon racks of

1. Natural fabrics.

Not every diary entry is a Tweet, dear. So for the love of all the fucks, show a little decorum.

My sister and I watched this on the night before her wedding on pay per view and ordered room service cookies.

No. White unicorns are getting pretty common. I’m referring to the obscure pink unicorn that you obviously haven’t seen yet. Or if you prefer: shut up, hoser.

I’ve read a lot of her books—and loved some of them (she’s hit and miss)—but I’m sick of her whining. We can argue about the “chick lit” designation, or how books and authors are marketed (she’s not wrong about the skinny blond), or any distinctions between literary and popular fiction, but the truth is, she skews

I sympathize with Jennifer, but at the same time, there are times when the smart thing to do is to keep your mouth shut. And when you’re the 1% and want to complain that you aren’t the 0.05%, that would be the time.

While I admire her honesty, doesn’t she have a BFF to vent to? And wouldn’t that BFF tell her, “Maybe keep some of this shit between us, huh?”

Weiner’s books are like cotton candy to me - pure fluff that I’m only interested in once every few years. She should consider herself very lucky considering that she’s a rare unicorn who actually manages to make a fantastic living as a fiction author.

Same. I even copied:

Ahem, that’s nice, but *I* will be voting for substance.

Jesus, you scared me for a minute there.

So I think we should have a debate with no moderator.

I’ve been about to go to the gym since 2013!

He’s being sensored