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Every time I see a picture of her I cannot get over how beautiful and radient her skin is. It is literally mesmerizing. Perhaps I am being a bit childish and nit-picky, but I thought Anderson's comment about her "not having runway looks" was sort of pointless and untrue. I think she could absolutely be a plus-size

My brother and I recently had a conversation where he expressed great shame for being the shithead of a little teenager that he was and saying things like "why don't we have holidays celebrating white people?"

I haven't read that book by her (I have read Stiff) but I'm pretty sure the mention I read was in "The Surgeons: Life and Death at a Top Heart Center" by Charles Morris. But I remember being slightly disconcerted over the jarring difference between the respect and praise that was heaped upon him in the book and about

That was my thought too. My sex drive is still there unfortunately just most of the time not with my husband.

The sad part is—he was a very respected cardiothoracic surgeon before he sold out to the celebrity business. I remember reading a book that mentioned him as one of the top cardio surgeons (at the time) and thinking wait—that is the same person?!?! Kind of chaps my ass that they give out a fiercely competitive medical

I want to try it now since I am SUPER hard on my nails. Question—have you tried the top and bottom coats with non-RCL nail polish? And how did it work?

I want the peanut pocket knife! I've got to say, ONE of the finger spikes would make a super cool ring.

I don't know if my NPR was playing old shows or what. But a few weeks ago they had Peggy Ornstein on talking about her book—which sounds like the delightful antithesis to this author.

I KNOW. But the mocking is SO AMAZING. How about Miss Alabama's dress? That shoulder bow? Yowza.

She was who I was rooting for! She seemed like the most grounded of the top fifteen and had the most interesting/actually helpful, platform.

Miss America! So much mocking to be had...

The first time I had a deep-fried Twinkie, the only delight was in the rebellion. (In actuality it was disgusting.)

I will absolutely pay my $10 to watch someone punch Channing Tatum in his smug face.

We were not allowed to eat any processed snack cakes growing up, so about five months ago a little drunk and wanting a snack, I tasted a Sno-Ball for the first time. I don't know what they taste like otherwise, but when you are drunk they are like MANNA.

I always thought it was because the idea that women have sexual appetites equal to mens was just too unbearable a thought to bear.

A gateway drug.

This was the experience that made me realize I was a feminist. Having been raised as a staunch "pro-lifer" but in a relationship I knew I in no way wanted to be stuck with a kid from, I found myself taking dangerously high doses of vitamin-C, drinking parsley infusions and shoving parsley sprigs up my twat when my

I also like this idea, because there can be additional volumes for additional gift-giving occasions.

I am quite lucky in that my seven year old bonus niece (step-niece) is in every way obsessed with my dog and wants to kidnap her for the rest of her life. So I am writing a book for her that involves her and the dog on an adventure. Cheap + She'll Like It=Win.

I see that being a troll renders you incapable of using the shift key or space bar. Some sacrifices just aren't worth it, buddy.