Spike's Bitches 44: It's about the rules having changed.
[NAFDA] Spike-centric discussion. Lusty, lewd (only occasionally crude), risqué (and frisqué), bawdy (Oh, lawdy!), flirty ('cuz we're purty), raunchy talk inside. Caveat lector.
Culottes are not as form-fitting as pants are. The logic isn't all there, but that's their logic.
To some extent, the logic is, women are forbidden by scripture to wear men's clothing. And vice versa. Pants are men's clothes, so women may not wear them. Men do NOT wear culottes, therefore women are allowed to wear them. Among such a crowd it would be just as wrong for me to wear men's socks (because they actually fit my feet) as it is for me to wear jeans.
Reason number I-dunno-what-because-its-so-high that I hate TimeWarner Cable. A few weeks ago I upgraded my cable box to the DVR one, and cancelled HBO/Cinemax. The Cinemax was a promotion, that you get it free for one year. So my bill says this:
05/07-06/06 Free MAX 12 Months $12.77
Um. That was cancelled a few weeks ago, AND if you are charging $12.77, it certainly is *NOT* free. Currently on hold battling.
As for the guac thing. I don't like avocados either.
Yay Baby Boy Tea! I'm excitedly waiting for more details.
I think touching a stranger or acquaintance in any way without explicit permission is so rude. I often get patted on the head. Yes, I am short and handicapped, but I'm 31 years old and often walk with dangerous metal sticks. People need to learn to keep their hands to themselves.
Speaking of hair, mine is now several shades lighter.
I think I like it?
I don't like avocados either.
I don't like broccoli but I love clay pot chicken with broccoli and cheese. I'll leave you alone after you've tried one bite of my guac.
I'm thinking of trying to henna my hair again. Not tonight, though. Maybe this weekend. And a bit of googling has at least convinced me that I'm not the only one with these hair issues. [link]
(Sorry for filling the thread with my hair issues. I think that end-of-semester stress is just making everything seem like a bigger deal than it is right now.)
You know, Hil, not that it's likely to make you feel any better, but my sister has your hair and I have the straight hair-- our brother, on the other hand, got the happy medium, the thick, lustrous, loose curls with all the body that did whatever he wanted it to.
The boy. Got the hair both of us wanted. Another reason we call him the Prince of Darkness.
I don't like broccoli but I love clay pot chicken with broccoli and cheese. I'll leave you alone after you've tried one bite of my guac.
Bring it on. I'll also take some of that clay pot chicken with broccoli and cheese!
My brother got the blonde hair, hyper green eyes, and metabolism of doom. He also got the Costco sized crazy, so there is that. My sister got the curls. I got the always looks like a failed perm.
Hil, I have heard repeated applications of henna can loosen some of the curl.
My mom has told me that, when she was a teenager, she decided that she'd marry a man with straight hair, because she didn't want her kids to have to inherit the curls.
I know I'm not going to straighten my hair. I don't have that kind of patience.