I imagine D'tella designed these whilst eating a TV dinner and rewatching old Bond films. "YES, PUSSY GALORE, I SHALL DRESS YOU IN MY DREAMS". Which might also explain why they give me that vaguely sentimental and uncomfortable feeling of the late 60's/early 70's.

I think I may have officially hit my "too old" point with shoes. It happened somewhere around platform sneakers.

Grew up going to Episcopal church as a way to fend off the mormons (Utah kid here) and really loved that it provided community, tradition and history - and no one ever, not once, tried to force their vision of god on me. We heard sermons that quoted Buddha, we were encouraged to spend time alone littering to our inner…

I wonder if there is something to be said for how much life you live in that time period. My sister is married with two children and lives a pretty stable life in a pretty normal part of America. It's a good life. I work abroad, specifically in war zones, and travel a lot because I have to take holidays every 8 weeks.…

I think he does speak to my fiancé. They have a weird ... thing. Winston (the bunny) will hop figure 8's between my fiancé's feet and Mr. Little Lark is tickled to the point of giggles. It's a weird bond that I both respect and fear. In any case - AHHHH! Your kitttehhhh is beautiful! You are a saint for giving her a…

Seriously, the bunny only responds to French. My fiancé (who is French) raised him, and despite my best efforts at being adorable, the bunny does not respond to my American accent. I beg him to please get inside the fucking house so he doesn't freeze to death - no response. Adorable French fiancé says, "allons-y!" and…

This pleases me.

Oui, uniquement:) Nous vivons à Toulouse - Je suis américaine, mais mon fiancé est Français, donc, nous avons décidé que les enfants parlent l'anglais et le lapin parleront français.

This is my fiancé! The bunny is called Winston. He only speaks French. I'm from Utah so, polygamy is fine with me. Welcome to our bunny loving, French speaking family.

This. I worked at a clinic in Burundi where we went to massive lengths to make sure that the kids were getting vaccinated. Aid workers sweat blood writing grants to fund vaccine initiatives because we know, empirically, the quality of life improvements it brings to entire communities. Fuck this antivax shit Just fuck…

This is what a real man looks like.

So, I went in to get a microderm abrasion after a particularly strenuous work trip in Nepal. My skin looked terrible and I wanted it to look not terrible before I went home to see my fiancé. I normally live in Lebanon, so I booked an appointment at a medispa since I figured it would be nicer. I sat down for my…

I think she and I have very similar hair texture. I have a LOT of hair - but it is very fine. My hair is also ultra curly. When I leave it natural it is huge. Like, has it's own gravitational pull huge. People are always shocked when I straighten it and they see how thin it looks. I like to be able to wear it…

The scene: church camp. Having grown up in rural Utah, there were few activities for non-mormon kids in the summer time that didn't include school sponsored academic camps. Having tired of being one of about three nerds enrolled in these camps every.damn.year, I begged my parents to please, please send me the sleep…

I have this exact question. How on earth did someone even think to check? Maybe they were looking for pot?

For all of its bullshit - this is why I love Jez. It's a place I go when I feel crazy - and I almost always realize that actually, I'm not the only one who has experienced something, reacted somehow, etc. Thank you for your support and your kind words. I find lots of little ways to protest... reclaiming my space has…

I think maybe something in our lizard brains tells us that this threat just wants to feel power over you, to feel they have won. You might not be sure, but there is a chance that by making yourself weak that predator will back off - the human equivalent of a fainting goat.

Hmm... kinja deleted this the first time. Or Beirut internet, who knows.

Your comment really resonates for me. I am an expat aid worker and for a while, was in a position of authority. I was 27 and responsible for people's lives in a war zone, reporting to clients like the World Bank and the British Government. It was intense, I lived in a dark, big house alone but for the two teenaged…

Oh my god - school bus story from rural Utah.