Was this in an article or posted in the comments somewhere??

I went through a shitty divorce at 32 (he was 39, his new gf was 23) and 250 pounds with no money 1,500 miles from my support system, completely and utterly alone. I’m talking Christmas in my shitty apartment by myself with a bottle of Maker’s Mark and a loaf of French Bread for Christmas dinner lonely. It was a…

I'm not sure what the point of your comment is other than to negate or diminish someone else's experience because you don't perceive it to be as bad as yours.

Yeah, all these complaints are basically people who didn’t pay attention to what they were doing, didn’t read their emails, or, you know, call someone when they noticed the money hadn’t been taken from their bank account but they had their merchandise. And that bit about it not accepting the bank name so oh well I…

I always rolled my eyes when people told me how much I’d love my 30s and how awesome they’d be, but dammit they were right. I wouldn’t want to go back, even for those perky tits.

Oh, I’m the sunscreen queen. I never ever never leave the house without it. I have pale Irish/Scandie skin, and again, vain, so I’ve been a faithful sunscreen user since high school. The other stuff is pointless without it!

I was considered “hot” in my early 20s, though I was always in the 12/14 range, I have nice features and fortunate proportions. For the longest time I lamented how superficial most of my relationships were and how I never knew if people wanted to hang out/introduced themselves because they genuinely liked me or if it…

I’m 35, admittedly way too vain, and have been terrified about my closing window forever. I was in a bad relationship and put on A LOT of weight in my mid/late 20s and am now finally almost done losing it after I finally got out and started taking care of myself again. My now fiance is in his early 40s and doesn’t…

Most racist stuff I hear down here usually comes out of the mouths of Transplants from Massachusetts and Jersey.

Don’t feel bad. I have a second cousin that I always thought was a little off . My mom finally let it slip one day that she was the product of too much drinking at a family reunion. Didn’t surprise me in the least, but yeah.... No one wants to be *that* family.

Yup. If I’m paying you thousands of dollars to take pictures on my wedding day, There better not be an extra chin or a batwing visible and I expect any angles that may show ripples to be smoothed. I’m paying to look like a model in those pictures and will do my part. I will gladly pay whatever, but I want my pictures…

I’m here to collect gifs and outrage.

Likely, at least to outside parties.

I can’t deal with how it flips the image around. I try to take selfies just to practice for future expensive wedding pictures, so I’m photographing my good side, but then it flips the image and it looks foreign to me.

It’s the perfect house for where we are. I asked Mr. Urp if we should think about putting the manor up for sale and retiring to Wilmington, but the traffic on Johnny Mercer is a bitch and we’re just so close to our respective work places now.

I fucking love it. It's amazing. My friend is so amazingly good at her craft. We took a slo-mo video afterwards of my doing the Gilda flip and shaking it like a shampoo commercial because it's so good.

I have a pretty good relationship with my stylist and she complains about clients with that mindset all the time. Telling a colorist you want auburn or strawberry blonde is like telling her to cut your hair “short.” It gives an idea but leaves a hell of a lot of ambiguity. Strawberry blonde and auburn are generic…

I care about Blake Lively not at all and watching this am really kind of grossed out, but I will say girl has always has great hair color. I realized last week as my stylist was taking slow-mo videos of me tossing my hair after we made it rose gold that all of my best looks and colors have come from her. And Demi…

I’m an hour glass and, because I work in an office by myself, I live in leggings and three stretchy Levi’s skinny Capri jeans from Target that fit really well. When I go into or have to work around the public I wear dresses. That’s the easiest way I’ve found and it works for my area. I gave up on jeans and pants…

Erin Andrews reaction is 100% justified. Public proposals are fucking annoying. I don’t know you and whatever I was doing that wasn’t about you up until you dropped to one knee, I’d like to get back to that. I’m glad you found someone to spend your life with and continue the circle of life, but let’s move along.