The part that blows my mind is that these women even bother shopping at the malls. I mean, there's only so many black niqab/chador/burqa items you can buy before it all looks the same, and it's not like the fit is super special is it?
The part that blows my mind is that these women even bother shopping at the malls. I mean, there's only so many black niqab/chador/burqa items you can buy before it all looks the same, and it's not like the fit is super special is it?
I think they have the right to support a dress code as far as insuring you comply with the laws on indecent exposure.
Ah those Tourists. All those businesses and their filthy money brought them in!
I wouldn't call it extra painful but a different type of pain. It's similar to the burning feeling you get with rug burn.
Or Richard?
You guys, this is all too much. Why is it we condition the crap out of little girls? Why does it even register of my conscious radar that my nail-polish is chipping or that four separate hair-removal appointments (different parts of body) a month might conflict with something on my schedule. What outfits can I wear at…
Lol, when booking my wax appointment the other day:
Yes. Pleasant. Like eating ice cream or stretching out across and freshly made bed. Same thing as waxing.
Aaand now I want ice cream.
From a position as a manager with hiring authority and a list of criteria to fill, the table of interns in this photograph is defensible.
Exactly. As someone who runs a real company, and not a fantasy I can pretty much judge their moral character from this picture. Don't give me this "perhaps there were no female candidates for this super awesome little real responsibilities job". Might buy it if they were hiring brick-layers with no benefits, techy…
I'm currently figuring out if the print would be too small to fit this entire comment on a throw pillow. Hmmm, maybe a powder room placard? I don't have a powder room, but it would surely make a nice gift.
If we want to go even more macro on this post, Guy on the Internet phenomenon is really just a performance gallery on humanity's epic fight between critical thinking and reflexive response. And goodness it looks like both put up a fight.
I secretly hope that the kids from A Series of Unfortunate Events will be randomly given to me instead of Count Olaf in about 15 years.
I have to say I'm really surprised by all the polarizing comments produced by this article. It seems very honest and forthright, not judgmental at all. As a childfree person, I relate a good friend having a baby as a slightly prolonged version of good-friend-falling-in-love or…
Send her an anonymous copy of "we need to talk about kevin".
THANK YOU. Why can't we call this slavery? Women are bought from their fathers. Required to have sex. Movement is restricted. Required to care for the house. By law.
After reading "WWI day camp" I thought of an actual camp where yuppies sent there only children to faux paintball react WWI. Sad thing is I think it would sell. Big.
Actually, who are the people who don't understand depression? Like literally, if you read this, what don't you understand?