Mount Holyoke REPRESENT.

Was out on a sushi date with my white-jeans-clad boyfriend.

Not to mention Faith & Courage, which came out in 2000.

Women are so easy to demonize. It’s like a default setting.

#imwithyou

Not to mention which, Miranda Hart is fucking awesome in that movie.

I know you think you were being sarcastic but in fact you nailed it.

I am a 50 yo white woman. I grew up in an area of the country that considers itself Southern, though it’s JUST on the other side of the Mason-Dixon line. When I was a kid, there were cross-burnings not too far from my town. The schools had just become desegregated. I was bullied for being friendly with some of the…

Yikes! That was my ancestors’ home (not the “pile”, but they were sheriffs of the island appointed by the king) back in the 1600s. They got run out by a warring faction.

I have a converse anecdote that statistically means nothing but could be interesting nonetheless. I live on Staten Island, which has exactly 1 train line and a network of buses that are packed and slow. The local taxi/car services have fleets of filthy, decrepit cars, and their drivers are not much better. I have yet…

I’m in America and went co-ed up until college. Then I got a scholarship to a posh women’s college. I agree with you about the “safe space”. It was a magnificent experience. The only thing I would change is to add more practical education about what to expect in the workplace. I was completely unprepared for everyday…

Given how Anne Hathaway got pilloried for wanting it, it’s nice to see some of that aimed at Leo. Equal opportunity!

My mom got that cut, and then I got that cut, and I hated that cut.

From what I read after Alan Rickman died, the HP set was a nurturing place where the kids were treasured and mentored throughout all 8 films. That has to be part of the reason - they literally grew up in the best, most supportive environment possible for children.

Creepers and the subway, creepers on the sidewalk - basically, they’re everywhere.

Yep. I’m 50, gray-haired, with RBF. Nevertheless, some guy tried to hustle me into his car this past Christmas night when I was walking home from my boyfriend’s.

ALL THE STARS

I’m going back today. If he’s there again, I’mma charge him like a hopped-up goose. He can’t run as fast as me with his pants around his ankles. Kicking myself for not doing it yesterday.

OMG. Yesterday, I was all bundled up in a big ski jacket (not the tight kind), wearing Doc Martens and a shapeless toque, clomping around the park near me. And there was this guy standing across a stream from me, staring at me as I passed by, wanking.

I live on Staten Island, which has an extensive feral turkey population. Any turkey in an urban or suburban setting is an asshole. Our turkeys yank snacks out of the hands of toddlers before their moms can do anything about it. They hold up traffic, shit in people’s yards, and nest in the trees. I’ve been stared down…