Women’s clothes are weird. If you’re a woman, you probably already know this. If you’re man…well apparently you have an interest in women’s clothes and who am I to judge? Essentially I’m pretty fed up with women’s clothes. Sometimes I fantasize about burning my bra and running naked through the fields with my only covering... Continue Reading →
I don’t really consider myself a Grammar Nazi. I can get pretty distraught over people’s horribly mutilated YouTube comments that clearly show they don’t have a grasp of the English language, but rarely do I freak out over the misuse of “your” and “you’re” or “its” and “it’s” in casual writing. (Although I definitely have... Continue Reading →
The first week of September has been really hot and so despite the fact that it’s after Labor Day and all the “Fashion Rules” that come along with it, I’ve continued to wear “summer dresses.” But gosh, golly, geez does it feel wrong! It’s literally only a few days into September, and a week... Continue Reading →
Breasts. Boobs. Ta-tas. The rack. The girls. Whatever you want to call them, most women have them in varying degrees. But as much as men love them and how they’re needed for certain womanly duties, I’m kind of not a fan. It’s not that I don’t like breasts in general. They look great and... Continue Reading →
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