mathildadiehl
MathildaDiehl
mathildadiehl

Same here! That sure was a weird feeling. For the part of the city that I grew up in, we were doing all right, but compared to my new classmates, we were poooooooooor.

I once got a giant splinter stuck under my fingernail, and your post actually made me writhe in remembered pain, so you've got my vote!

Agreed. The guy had a whole Z Z Top beard inside his face, but it wasn't actually that gross.

I have that too. It's weird because they LOOK dark, but that's just because there are so many blonde hairs all squished together.

I'm in Indiana and I googled her after her death. What can I say? I used to watch her movies with my grandma, so her death made me sad.

I'm the oldest of four too, but I never got my wish for a little sister :( Oh well, my brothers are pretty great. I wouldn't trade them!

She said WHAT? See, this is where actively avoiding any Iggy Azalea-related media comes back to bite me. I already thought she was talentless and annoying, but it turns out she is racist and/or stupid too. I was reading the article and wondering why QTip bothered to school her. I guess I know now.

The picture doesn't really do the hair justice. Streaky hair on a doll did not go well. The colors didn't go well together and the hair was just ... Well, I guess you'd have to see my Barbie after I'd played with her for a few years to really get the picture. Girl looked rough. So for a long time I thought my hair

This is the one! This is the Barbie that convinced me that my naturally streaky hair was ugly. She came out the year after I was born, so she was probably my first or Mom got her at a garage sale. Can't remember. Anyway, Barbie never made me feel bad about my body, but my hair was another story. It wasn't until

See, I love backpacking but haven't gone for years. There are several reasons, but the lack of a buddy is a big one. The sad thing is that I'd probably enjoy the solitude if I went alone. I'd be way too scared to try it though. Looking over my shoulder constantly is not my idea of a good time.

I'm trying to fathom the mechanics of how that baby actually got made.

I can't speak for them, but I know I'm terrible at initiating too, and it's not because I don't care about my friends. I'm introverted and easily distracted, so it's easy to just not call or to think of calling while at work or something, and then WHOOPS it's been two weeks since the last time I picked up that phone.

If I had more disposable income and less sense, I'd probably try to figure out how to get one for a pet. I just want to cuddle it forever!

I wish I could star this a million times. Sometimes it seems like it's not even worth explaining these things AGAIN, but I have to believe that sometimes a light comes on.

Velveteen rabbit? No. Just, no.

Looking back on the tornado scenario, I have to wonder if I was working out some anxiety about tornadoes. Living in the Midwest, it would make sense. I feel like I approached it as more of a big adventure, though.

Love it! I had a Ken doll with "real" hair. He looked UGLY. So he was always the bad guy. Looking back, that wasn't so kind.

I'm constantly having to come to terms with 33 being elderly these days. *shakes fist* YOUTHS!

Just out of curiosity, do you mind telling me what country you live in and how old you are? I think of Jackie Kennedy as a fashion icon, so the fact that you had to look up her fashion is kind of blowing my mind right now.

Can you layer them with leggings and a cardigan for colder weather?