ojandmollz
ojandmollz
ojandmollz

Yup.

HOOORAY for TITTIES!

Finally, a new BCO! My day is saved...there will be unbelievable stories, and snark, and less infighting an name calling and racism and sexism than Jezebel!

Actually a very nuanced translation, I think. I lived among my black Baptist VA family in my tender years, and I can parse it, too.

Pretty much.

It's like having someone cum on your face without warning, except instead of semen, privilege...

At my NYC public high school, our prom king was a black, cis boy kid who was starting to explore their genderqueer side. We wanted to elect them queen, but weren't allowed, so we picked the only pregnant girl. Because no one gave a shit. I had classmates tell me after we graduated that they were afraid to make

I'm not even Nigerian and this is clearly a joke...

Yup, I found middle aged women of less...promising figures to be the ones most invested in me dressing femininely. It was invasive and sexist and horrible! And they singled me out by claiming since I was a receptionist, I needed to look especially good, but it was actually just a weird combination of

I think it's proportion that fucks me mostly, but goddamn Es must be hard! My band size is just a such a bitch to find.

Americans do that too.

Try British TV

My sports bras are from my youthful TKD years, but thankfully dobok tops are loose so not much restraint is needed. My issue is finding something in my size that doesn't mash and isn't $60 - most companies just don't make my size. Sister sizing is such a huge lie. 34D =/= 32DD

She came off a kinda of a male fantasy of a strong woman, which is mostly a dude in a lady body. And Fuki-Eri was intersting, but she also just seemed like all of Murakami's other young female characters, mysterious and sexualized but also kind of flat.

Just finished all his books except the running one ;) The Wind-Up Bird Chronicle was one of my favorites.

WAH! You're amazing and I am an idjeet for not even thinking of shirt fronts!

At work I just always wear a sweater or scarf — it's cold. But they also don't care really what I wear. Right now I'm wearing a small shirt and I have a 2 inch gap between the top 3 buttons.

I just started rereading Norwegian Wood again, and I'm hoping it will strike me differently — I hated Invisible Man when I first read it at 14, read it again at 16 and it remains my absolute favorite book — but I think what put me off was Murakami's whole sex thing. The way he talks about female genitalia is kinda

Down with the tyranny of gaping plackets!