snarkygirl74
SnarkyGirl74
snarkygirl74

One can only hope.

Screw M&Ms and Hershey’s, save the good chocolate!

The Republicans will go extinct long before Chocolate does.

I (amazingly) got all of my Christmas gifts done!

I kind of made curtains! My house needs a lot of refreshing and cleaning and I’ve just been overwhelmed by the thought of even trying to start. I deep cleaned a lot over the last two days and decided new kitchen curtains would help but I couldn’t find any that complimented my mixer. So I bought a super long set and

Not so much my craft (well kinda) but I got sent these two watercolor drawings of characters in my story for Christmas. Completely unexpected and awesome present.

Here it is- the finished Ikea kitchen makeover! Little FashionDon’t LOVES it too, which makes me very happy :)

Weird, SNS says it published an hour ago but just showed up for me. Kinjaaaaa!

True Wedding Tales of the 80s: My friend wore a massive white lace concoction with a ginormous skirt and hair/headpiece construction. And white cowboy boots. Her husband and his groomsmen wore those multi-piece tuxedos in grey and black (with matching striped ties) and top hats ... and walking sticks. (My husband

There’s a lot I love about 80s fashion and I’m a die hard Dynasty fan but I still despise Diana’s wedding dress. It was ugly and tacky even back in the day. The same is true of at least 80% of wedding dresses at any given moment in time but I feel like between 1977 and 1994 it was probably closer to 90%.

Your description is terrifying and compelling. What is next for her, as she ages? I don’t see how this is sustainable

She is really one and her family seems to approve, as they appear to get money from it. Some of her work is being paid to go to a rich girl’s party and then the Daily Mail will write about it so the rich girl feels cool. The rich girl will be someone overseas who isn’t famous and the DM writer will list them as a

its not pronounced like you think

SERIOUSLY! Put that foot down, people! I did figure skating, too, and it was NOTHING like that dance studio. We wore sweat pants and long-sleeved shirts and had dance routines without hip thrusts and butt wiggles—it’s not hard!

From your mouth to all parent’s ears. My dad once made a comment about my weight when I was doing high kicks for my tap class - I said I wanted to be a Rockette (I later decided I wanted to be Cyd Charisse, still do...) and he said I needed to lose about 20 lbs. I was ten. I was already self conscious but that brought

THIS ALL DAY. I was a dancer for a long time. I never had to wear revealing or sexy costumes. Now I see my friends with toddler daughters allowing their dance studios to dress their babies in ridiculous grown up shit. And that’s not even the part that makes me rage. It’s that they have them posing with “sexy” faces

I own a snake (one of my brilliant decisions as a 20 year old)  and she bit me once when she mistook my hand for food and and it did not look like that. It’s not that I am saying she’s a liar, but snakes have two fangs that are hooked and will bite once and rapidly pull back if it is defensive or bite and constrict if

It may not have died, but it is definitely drunk as fuck somewhere! 

I can remember the first time I got self-conscious about my weight. I was six or seven. I was in dance class. I was taking jazz. We were dancing to Zippity Do Da and had costumes that showed our midriff. The mothers started making comments about our cookie tummies and cutting down before the big recital. It was like

Ugh—the thing I hate most about texting is that people feel like they’re entitled to your time and attention wherever whenever...