Oh man, initial milk-coming-in boobies were the greatest. All the other new moms were complaining about their saggy tummies and not being able to find bras that fit, and I was all "LOOKIT ME! I COULD BE IN A PORNO!!"
Oh man, initial milk-coming-in boobies were the greatest. All the other new moms were complaining about their saggy tummies and not being able to find bras that fit, and I was all "LOOKIT ME! I COULD BE IN A PORNO!!"
The day I gave birth to my oldest (which is the only time I did a before and after weight for reference), I lost 15 lbs - a little over eight of that was my baby, but there was also placenta, blood, amniotic fluid, etc. Over the next week, I lost another three or four lbs in just excess fluids. There's a lot more…
My breasts shrank after nursing three kids from an already small (but perky and lovely) B cup. I bought a few A cup bras and.. I'm not gonna lie.. they're a little big. But I refuse to go any smaller. CAUSE I'M A WOMAN, DAMMIT! Sigh.
Except that the obesity epidemic has occurred within the context of skinny fetishization, constant ridicule and ostracization, and concern-trolling a-plenty. It doesn't help. It has never helped. And this talented woman should be able to EXIST without the constant tut-tutting (at best) and disgusting insults (which…
I'll do it, I'll call you a fat shamer. Or at least a concern troll.
He's pretty crappy though. Gives money to bad guys. And their labor practices kind of blow.
Nah dude. They're pretty evil, or at least their CEO is.
Ha. When I'm hot, I sweat. I personally feel it is my social responsibility to not leave sweaty bare ass prints every time I sit down.
Not to take anything away from Ms.Sevigny, but my six-year-old has been calling them "denim underwear" ever since he discovered super short shorts on a shopping trip back in March. Stop stealing your borderline-clever wardrobe observations from my children, Chloe!
I don't think there's any drug that can keep a dysfunctional relationship together (I've made several comments to that effect elsewhere) - this seems to me a drug for couples who like each other and want an extra boost. The concern that this is going to brainwash people into staying in horrible situations seems a…
I think people cheat for a lot of different reasons, the rarest and sweetest of which is a genuine, open-hearted sexual/romantic curiosity. More often it's validation-seeking, a power-trip, boredom, or a combination of factors. All of which can be fine reasons to explore with partners outside of the primary…
Whenever these articles come up, someone is always like, "But POLY! Cause it's better and duh" and it always makes me cringe. Look, good for you. Hooray! I'm so glad you found something that works and I know you want to scream it from the rooftops. But it's not for everyone. This drug would be for people seeking…
We probably should all stop treating our minor social anxiety with alcohol at parties too. Because if you can't do everything stone cold sober, how do you know who you really are?
It can be hard, and after I stopped breastfeeding my third and my breasts shrank to smaller than ever, I had to get rid of a bunch of my tops because they just didn't work on my anymore. But honestly, it's still WAY harder for people with ginormous boobies. I can always wear my six-year-old's t-shirts in a pinch.
I'm right there with you sister. My As are roomy but I refuse to go smaller. Maybe I should start hoarding cash.
To me this drug seems like an enhancement for already happy marriages, not really an answer for already dysfunctional ones. No one maintains the intense chemistry of early infatuation, and while I'm happily monogamous, I totally get why someone might go seeking a "fix." How much happier would everyone involved be if…
Dude, I don't know. I'm kind of intrigued by this. I mean, the rushes we feel are all chemical anyhow, and can be applied to almost anyone. Honestly, I think the trick of a healthy relationship is to be able to love each other "sober-" to stay connected even when the intensity has passed and what you have more…