To be fair, my parents have money. My father drove around his mother's hand me down Oldsmobile when I was in middle school (much to my horror, seriously, it was OLD and pretty awful looking and I was a bratty preteen) simply because it was free. Just like you can't judge a person by their clothes or accessories, it…

That's exactly why I have a Louis Vuitton Damier Speedy. I mean yeah, there are fakes, but not as many as your traditional monogram. Oh, and I like it.

I get what you're saying but to be fair, I rock my authentic Louis Vuitton and Chanel sunglasses with $15 flats from Target. Seriously. I'm a huge handbag girl, not really so much of a shoe girl (that shit gets worn down when you wear them! At least bags last longer).

Nope. I feel the same way. And to be honest, anyone who CAN afford a real designer bag, or even those of us who just love them can spot a fake from a mile away. People, you're not fooling anyone! I'd love a real Chanel, but I'll stick to my authentic Tory Burch obsession and my one and only authentic Louis Vuitton…

Nothing screams out middle school to me like Bath and Body Works. I don't mind their shower gel, though.

My students got me TONS of very expensive perfume...many scents could be described as "sensual" and "seductive" when I looked them up. Awkward? Not only that, but I am VERY picky about perfume (it smells great on someone else/in the bottle but dries down to smell like bottled asshole on my fickle body). I think that…

I have a stuffed Olaf in my classroom. #sorrynotsorry

Sorry, you really should see it. I know that the merchandise overload is complete overkill and annoying, but it's actually a really decent movie. I saw it with my sister in 3D (ahem, she is 23, I'm 29) and we were both crying at one point. The movie is all SISTER LOVE instead of preaching that true love is between a…

I'm 29. I'm not a kid.

I can see that...except I teach children. It's really not all that difficult to ask about my students, how the new job is, etc. We all went to elementary school :)

I do tons of interesting things, yet the "So when are you getting married?" question ALWAYS happens, especially at 29. Despite my masters degree and four teaching certifications, new job, co-op, trips, hobbies, or anything else I do in life, everything always seems to boil down to when I'm getting married/why I'm not…

My bet is that Grandma isn't the one asking these questions, though. My boyfriend and I stopped by Grandma's last night on the way back from his family dinner (my aunt canceled and she was alone, long story, but I was not about to let my 87 year old amazing grandma spend Christmas Eve alone). I see my grandma enough…

I'm all for human rights, and I'm all for protesting, just in the appropriate venue. Things like this don't make anyone sympathetic towards the cause (a cause, for the record, that I am NOT against). The reality though is that the mall had the right to tell them to leave, they warned them. They have every right to…

Legally, no, they are not. They have owners. Those owners get to choose to allow people on their property, and dictate the rules and the times. Just because the public gets to frequent those places doesn't make them a PUBLIC place. By definition, the mall is NOT public property. You may argue your point all you'd…

I don't understand how it is viewed as a public space. The mall has an owner. It is not public property. When I worked at Disney World in college, people sometimes couldn't grasp the idea that you had to follow the rules of the parks, because it was private property. Disney has the final say. This came up a lot…

THIS.

Grandma cooks for two hours, sorry, and her sauce is sweet and delicious and wonderful and red. I still say I'm a Raised Right Italian-American. But ugh, wtf is your MIL doing?

5th grade teacher chiming in over here. Your comment on US education "lacking" makes me cringe, and I have a million thoughts to say about that. Moving along though, I will say that the standards have shifted a bit since we were kids, and history is taught with a less whitewashed approach. But you're right in saying…

This is my biggest pet peeve. Yay, the pilot did their job! You're alive! Let's clap for someone a) doing what they are paid to do b) allowing for the only statistically significant outcome to occur. Chances are, people, that you were going to land on a runway. I want people to clap for me at work every time I do my…

Girls? Okay. First thing, a girl is a prepubescent woman. I think you mean all females. Secondly, as a female, really? I don't scream at bugs, yet my ex boyfriend in Florida would scream like a baby when a palmetto bug got in our apartment. Guess who went in to go kill it without screaming? Yeah, it wasn't him. Also,…