“So what, are you going to pay for my insurance?”
“So what, are you going to pay for my insurance?”
I am not a fan of Cardi B, and have been dragged here for it, but I have to say, I relate so much to her with this. I am like 40% hip-hop, 30% rez, and 30% chola, and I’m also intelligent. Like Cardi, I like to read dry-ass non-fiction for pleasure. I have to remind myself to check out or buy fiction, because…
I have problems with Cardi B.
Gisele and Brady definitely win the prize for “apparently conventionally attractive couple I most want to punch in the face”
I’m excited to evaluate all of the candidates, pick my favorite and work to get them nominated. And if my candidate fails I look forward to FALLING THE FUCK IN LINE.
That’s the only ethical thing to do.
I’d vote for her.
That’s high school kids for you. Plus they do have to look at a teacher for 40 minutes a day. They have time to notice things.
I was a fairly strict minimalist for a long time. When Kondo hit the scene in the US, I was like “so? Already a tidy minimalist!’ Watching the show, I was like, oh, this is different. . . and then I read the book and it clicked. Really clicked. I needed to add in.
I Konmari’d my closet about three years ago and it was the best thing I’ve ever done, clothes-wise.
In the big picture you’re probably right, but there can definitely be exceptions.
Fuck you cocksucker. Until one of your friends that still whispers cuss words at 46 years old gives you this for Christmas, you’re still fucking bush league!
Shit, I’m doing OK but others think my fucking cursing is getting way the fuck outta control ... so screw them.
I am going to admit something to you guys. I am worn out. I am a medium level media/policy wonk, and a retired teacher who keeps up with the news. Today, I am completely drained. Day after day, since 2016, we have been subject to the horrors of this Presidency jailing toddlers, breaking alliances that have stood for…
After nearly two decades of trying to build a work wardrobe built around mix-and-match neutral separates (which is kind of what they call a capsule wardrobe, I guess) I realised that what I really like wearing to work is dresses with bold and/or quirky prints.
I recently asked a StitchFix stylist to send me “a dressy sweatshirt” and received an amazing cowl neck sweater that I have to restrain myself from wearing every single day. They are fun! I want to try Trunk Club soon, the Nordstrom version.
This is my dream. I want to KonMari the shit out of my life this year.
Oh, it’s not just you - it’s just not politically correct to admit to it now, when the “feel good” narrative is the only socially acceptable response.
I swear this is not a promo for Marie kondo.
I went through something like this when my second (and final!) child stopped nursing; after five solid years of pregnant-nursing-pregnant-nursing, I no longer needed stretchy waistbands (at least not all the time) or button-down/pull-down tops but all I had left to clothe my human body were the remnants of my college…