Buffy ,'Dirty Girls'
Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, nail polish, duct tape, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
More like a five-year-old boy.
Yeah, me too. Five-year old boy with boobs. But I have *no* idea what people are seeing. I also spend a lot of time (like my first ten months here) being really gender unspecific or inclusive about stuff, so who knows how I read?
My boobs aren't even that big! So I always feel like I have to make sure I've got earrings and makeup on just so I read "girl".
I have absolutely no idea what people see, though.
A kid in my class just told me I look exactly like Alyson Hannigan. I look NOTHING like Alyson Hannigan, but hey, I'll take it!
Sparky, I decree that one of your birthday week chores should be posting a recent photo or video of your offspring.
seconding this
Sorry about your car, though!
... now returning you to the hair discussion.
Oh, hey! New Yorkers! I was hoping to get our friend who is officiating our ceremony (and is the reason we met) a gift card to a restaurant in NY to thank her. They live in S. Orange, NJ so night out in NY is a usual thing. She is a vegetarian.
I ADORE Dirt Candy. It's a tiny little place in the East Village and SO NUMMY [link]
So I always feel like I have to make sure I've got earrings and makeup on just so I read "girl".
Until I hit 30, I was called Sir an awful lot. Now it's only once every few months. I don't know what's wrong with people.
Whoa, I just went to a JDM place. Unfortunately I'm back.
So I always feel like I have to make sure I've got earrings and makeup on just so I read "girl".
I don't think I could make anyone believe I was a guy if I tried. Even when I was thin, I had boobs and hips.
Even at my thinnest, and my curviest, when I had short hair as a teen and young adult, I got called sir or guy quite a bit. None thus far with the new short cut.
I'm having such a hard time keeping warm. I usually love chilly weather but I feel like my bones are frozed.
I locked myself out, this morning. I took Mona for a walk and accidentally locked the door without taking my keys. Kristen can't hear the door very well in her bedroom, so I was yelling through the peep hole, Mona was crying for her breakfast, and I was thinking, "fuck, gonna be so late."
Hairstyle talk has me thinking I need a new cut. I'm stuck in a rut.
I used to get sir a lot when I wore a big wool coat. People really don't pay attention.