Thr cost of living (especially in Seattle) is rising no matter what. People paid poverty wages get left behind.

All people deserve a living wage. Done.

How about: It's their life, so they can call it anything they want, and your opinion doesn't matter?

Dubious. Emily R. is a Californian who doesn't appear to have reviewed any other Boston-area businesses. But Emily R. is definitely an asshole-sympathizer.

"Highly doubt he'd care as much if they were men with opinions" - what the hell does that mean?

Hmm. I feel like that's not the problem; it's just that the execution often doesn't live up to the grand ideas.

Yes, back-up plan is so important, as my mother used to always tell her children when they'd spout big celebrity dreams. That's why as a child, my goal was to become a hairdressing professional ice skater and my brother wanted to be a pro baseball player who drove his family to his games in the back of his dump truck…

I also had a paper-eating phase. I'd say mine lacked ritual, but I was definitely a curious eater/chewer. I distinctly recall, in 1st or 2nd grade, my Mom making a dentist appointment for me so she could tell the dentist about my habit of chewing the metal ends off of my pencils. Such a weirdo.

When I was about 7 or 8, I started to get jealous of the attention younger, more darling children received. I was way beyond baby-talk age, but every now and again at a family party, surrounded by my little brother and cousins over whom the adults were swooning, I'd lapse into it to try and be noticed.

I totally agree, but the problem is, I'm not seeing too much fitted stuff when I shop (especially with an appropriately-placed waistline for a petite-height lady like myself). Believe me, I am not willingly throwing myself against the brick wall of the flowy shirt and expecting it to work. :)

I'm with you on the Modcloth complaint! Their clothes have such spunk and vivacity, but no way can I get away with the length of their dresses and skirts most of the time!

Opposites but I feel your pain. I have no boobs and my waistline absorbs 70% of my weight gain. At this point, about half of the clothes I'm trying on make me feel Winnie the Pooh-shaped. Sigh!

I am in that same gray area, the annoying 8-12 zone, where you feel like straight sizes should work but so much of it just doesn't, because it's designed for a size 2 and just scaled up, with no fucks given for the fuller or chubbier gal's needs.

Ooh! Not to threadjack, but I'd love to hear where other straight-sized 8-12s are finding good pieces these days.

Disparnumerophobia! (Don't ask how I know that.)

Okay, you threw in a controversial line, so yes, I'll bite: We're really comparing Kris Jenner* to parents who intentionally starve children, stick foreign items into infants' heads and glass into their eyes?! I'm anti-Kardashian-fame too, but those are serious accusations to lob.

Perpetually smug.

Sorry Kelly, it was me. I need my ice cream cake year round just like I need my iced coffee even when it's -10*. It's so cold you can't feel the difference.

Working on my night cheese is my one way to console myself on those bad days.

Nope, different university. Sounds like a common problem though!