I feel your pain. I moved to DC a few years ago and my best (slutty) friend from college lives here as well. Except now she's not slutty anymore. I don't necessarily feel judged by her, but she definitely gives off the vibe that we should have grown out of the partying/sleeping around by now. Which is ridiculous…

Hah "slut privilege." Love. I think I have that too, though. It's rare that I feel judged about my sexual behavior.

I have curly hair, too, and I have found the same thing. When my hair is curly (big, wild, crazy curly) people definitely treat me like I am big, wild and crazy as well. I also get the feeling from people at work that they see my curly hair as "unprofessional." Mostly I straighten it for that reason, but it does…

Does this make anyone else think of that song by the Streets from forever ago? I think the lyrics were "I saw this thing on ITV the other week, said, that if she played with her hair, she's probably keen. She's playing with her hair, well regularly, so I reckon I could well be in."

That book was such a sad thing for me - I spent so much time as an 8-year-old trying to tame my hair into one of those lovely, smooth, well-groomed hairstyles. Alas, no number of bobby pins and no amount of hairspray could ever make my curly hair look sleek in the summer heat/humidity of Atlanta...

Ani Difranco is still around! And still awesome! I saw her in Baltimore last year and it was every bit as good as the first time I saw her way back when.

Ah for real, I was just thinking about that as I was reading this article! When I watched that episode, I thought they were just portraying some creepy random fixation. Come to find out this is actually a thing.