I have right, too. I do think there is something to slut shaming to a certain extent. This is where I'm going to lose some people, Bye Felicias. I just think that we shouldn't have to walk on egg shells because somebody's dressed like or is acting like a slut. I'm not saying that makes… Continue reading I Will Shame Any Fat Slut I Please.
I will leave the house in just about anything with my hair looking any kind of way. Idgaf. I think a part of this has to do with going to the gym. I've had workout clothes for years but prior to having a gym membership, I only worked out at home. I never wore them… Continue reading The Best part of getting older
I work often drive past a place called "Kiddi Kollege". It bothers me. Every time I see it, I cringe. Kiddi Kollege is a day care, obviously. It's not an institution of higher learning. I understand alliteration, I really do. It helps sometimes to make a thing sound catchier that it actually is. This isn't… Continue reading Spelling Matters
Has anyone heard of this thing? Better yet, has anyone used one? Regular visitors of this blog know that I have only recently started caring about my skin and hair. Never one to half-ass something, I have made it my business to learn about all things beauty. Actually that's not true. I half-ass almost everything… Continue reading Dr. Brandt’s Magnetight Age-Defier
I don't know. I'm really asking...for a friend. Just kidding. I don't have any friends, and I can't make them because I'm an adult. Just kidding I do have friends. Just kidding. They all moved away and left me here to die alone with just my husband and pets. Just kidding. My husband and pets… Continue reading How do you make friends as an adult?
So an eclipse happened this week, I don't know if you heard about that or not. It was kind of a big deal. I work about an hour and a half away from an area that was achieving total eclipse and as luck would have it one of my supervisors has a family farm right… Continue reading Knowledge is Blah
The way I talk about myself on here you guys probably think I'm some sort of disgusting swamp monster. I guess I should put a picture up to dissuade you of this. Here is one I took of myself yesterday:See, I look fine. I'm really mastering my everyday eye look. Don't you think? Look at… Continue reading My neck, my back,…
Ive always been a loner. Well, maybe not always. I'm sure I was very dependent as a child. A life time of switching schools and switching homes and family members has more or less taught me that I am all I have. I am all I can depend on and I'm the only one who's… Continue reading On My Own
What even are generations? How did we decide that we should be divided up into these arbitrary categories. It's never the generation labeling itself either. It's older generations, using their last bit of relevancy to brand the generation that's rising up to replace them, there by dismissing them before they've even became people. It makes… Continue reading World’s Oldest Millinial
One time I was down in my basement doing laundry. I had a basket of clothes in my hand and I was heading through this little bedroom downstairs on my way to the family room to fold. In my peripheral vision I saw...something in the corner of the room. I couldn't make out what it… Continue reading Rut-ro, Shaggy