Yes, those breeches do have a sheen to them. I’m guessing sateen. The little brother that was gestating during the picture I mentioned before was later photographed while wearing hounds tooth patterned red and black breeches, a white shirt, suspenders, and red bow tie. He was ADORABLE. Bring back breeches!

The dress with the poofy bow reminds me of a dress my mom is wearing in a picture of our family when I was little and she was pregnant with my first little brother. It’s odd how a detail like that can give me warm and fuzzy feelings for Princess Di, when I don’t usually have very strong feelings about her.

I can’t believe I had to scroll so far down the comment section to see even ONE COMMENT about The Phantom Tollboth. What is wrong with everyone?

They couldn’t just come out and say “clit applicator,” now could they? It’s a LITTLE suspicious that it’s the only one that isn’t named for a body part, though.

They may well have been intended for vibrating on other parts of the body, but medical doctors actually did treat “female hysteria” with orgasms. The history of female hysteria and its treatment is pretty fascinating, really. You should check it out.

I’m trying to figure out what the applicator closest to the box part is called. I see “scalp applicator,” “facial,” and “body,” but I can’t make out what the little one is called. Does it say “soft” something?

Suddenly it all makes sense!

Can we talk about his earrings? Because I feel like we all need to talk about his earrings. Specifically, I need someone to explain them to me.

That’s what I keep saying! It’s interesting sad how people can be blind to their own privilege even when the way they’re discriminated against has similarities.

It also skates preeeeeeeeeeeety close to that other excuse “He looked like a thug, so I shot him to protect myself.” Short skirt =/= DTF, sagging pants =/= dangerous drug dealer.

I just went to my library website to see about putting in a request for the first book, only to find out that I’d already put it on my wishlist at some point. I don’t even remember hearing about it! So, since this is the second time I’ve heard about it and it’s appealed to me, I went ahead and requested a copy this…

Crap! I’ll have to keep an eye out for future opportunities to watch it.

I also need to know this!

Right. I don’t usually feel comfortable saying that any particular person isn’t really a Christian if they claim to be one—after all, I’m pretty sure that nobody is going to get to heaven and say, “Yup! I was completely right about everything I believed about God. Good for me!”

I was looking for a book for my friend’s kid and saw that There’s a Monster at the End of this Book is still in print or has been reprinted. I think I might have squealed right there in the aisle. The kid loves it, too.

With her hair and earrings, I just assumed that it was some old footage from the 80s of a person I was too young to pay attention to back then. Are you telling me this is a current image of someone famous?

It’s also true. I actively hate that faux bluegrass shit they make.

That was a joke.

She speaks for me, certainly. They’re both awful.

Lol, yeah, my “little” brothers are now giants now too, though I am barely average height. Genetics aren’t fair :(