Tina’s matching outfits for Destiny’s Child were consistently ridic, but somehow whatever Beyoncé was wearing was always slightly more flattering than what the others got. Hmmm…

Drew Barrymore’s 1991 outfit looks exactly like what my 16 year old daughter and all of her friends wear to school on a regular basis. They buy it all at Pac Sun. Drew looks adorable and so do the teens.

That is mine! Unfortunately Jezebel didn’t include the update. The incident happened just over a month ago. Since then, my daughter has repeatedly (and nonchalantly) said “mummy has a shadow on her back”. She’s not precise about verb tense so I think/hope it’s past tense.

Not to mention colleges didn’t admit women in the “early 1800s” in the US. There was no such thing. Oberlin started admitting women in the 1830s, and only a tiny number of private schools followed their example for decades. Vassar wasn’t even founded until the 1860s, and Wellesley, Smith, etc. didn’t come into…

I’ve not wanted to be too hard on Jezebel since the big staff turnover, but, well, this assemblage of stories is markedly worse, in terms of selection, than any previous year. I think most years at least one story is going to be creepypasta, but not so overtly as the two (at least) I caught here! The story about the…

That scariest thing of all is the decision to make this sacred annual treat into a freakin’ slideshow.

That one I still think about all the time. The bones seeming to crack in unnatural directions? Hell naw. That one seems to be another djinn story and those always creep me way the hell out. There’s a good djinn movie called “Under the Shadow.” 

One that sticks out from last year was a woman who fell asleep at her friend’s house, woke up in the morning and saw a figure covered in a blanket crawling across the floor, and underneath the blanket she caught a glimpse of  long black hair?? Absolutely not.

Over the first lockdown, I decided to download a sleep tracker and take my sleep hygiene more seriously, as I’ve had interrupted sleep since childhood. It wasn’t hard to use—- I’d tell the tracker I was going to sleep, put it beside me, and then turn it off on the morning.

So I worked for police dispatch in a decently sized city (in the top 15 in the US) for over a decade. This story happened somewhere after 2004 but before 2008-ish, I think.

I have a few stories about my mom in this thread, so I waited a bit to write my own. A simple but powerful occurrence.

Oh man, I thought I included! Hope this works:

As someone who lost my father at the age of 28, years before I had children (and he would have been a wonderful grandpa) I’m not crying... 

what a beautiful story! 

This is about an uncle who was a real-life rocket scientist. He worked on the rocket fuel formula that got men to the moon. He was my favourite uncle, my father figure as my own was indifferent to me at best. It was a horrible shock when he got colon cancer. He married into my father’s family but was such a good guy…

A little help from the other side:

A Single Flower

I gave birth to my baby girl at the end of June this year. I was in labor when the Dobbs decision came out, but that is a different kind of story for another day.

Something like that happened to me in Nigeria. Rural road, cart came out of nowhere. I’d only been in the country a few weeks, but I was with a guy who’d lived there for a decade and he was yelling at me to gun it. Apparently it’s a somewhat common kidnapping scheme. You hit the cart, stop to see what happened, and…

When I was fourteen, I had a super creepy dream. In the dream, I was walking down the upstairs hallway of my house heading towards my bedroom. It was dark. In my mind I just kept having this sense of dread and death. As I entered my room, I saw uncovered feet at the end of my bed, which I thought was odd because I…