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I don’t know how or why, but it has become virtually impossible to dress as a motherfucking adult without wearing a cardigan if you want your arms covered (and I do). Don’t get me wrong, I love cardigans and am an avid collector. It’s just that on days where the humidity is somewhere around 234% and the heat index is the same as a setting on my oven, I want fewer layers, not more. And if I still want to cover up my arms, my options for accomplishing this are incredibly limited.
When tops or dresses do have sleeves, they’re either motherfucking cap sleeves that may as well not exist and are a complete waste of fabric that I would tear off with my teeth if I had half the chance,* or they’re 3/4 sleeves. I can do 3/4 sleeves, but they’re not the most flattering (on me). Most of my cardigans are probably 3/4 sleeves, and I solve that problem by pushing the sleeves up—because what I really want is a nice elbow-length sleeve. No muss, no fuss, just hits at the elbow and everyone’s happy. What I’m saying is, if I see a nice work-style shirt with elbow-length sleeves, I will buy it; which is to say that I have very few no-cardigan-required work-appropriate shirts.
*Seriously, don’t get me fucking started on a goddamned cap sleeve.
self love and all that jazz
You know, speaking as someone whose weight fluctuates annually from around 150 to 190 and back down again (on a 5”8 frame with ample booty and gorgeous hips, thank you very much) I can tell you right now that regardless of how much you weigh, your sense of self worth and your self esteem should be dependant on the shit you do and the person you are, not the fucking numbers on a scale
I have been pretty down on myself for putting back on my winter weight, but fuck it. I am still cute as fuck and totally desirable. I am still intelligent and I am still creative. I’m still me, and I tend to rather like me.
And I know that if I want to lose the weight again, I can. I have done it before and can do it again. It’s not fucking imposible but it’s not fucking some life and death necessary bullshit either.
I’m fucking stellar regardless
- Teacher: So what are you guys doing over summer?
- Me: I'm going to Summer In The City with a bunch of my Nerdfighter friends, gonna be great!
- Class: ...... What's a Nerdfighter?
- Me: It's someone who, instead of being made of flesh and bones etc, is made of 100% pure awesome.
- Class: .... so you're a robot?
So about that half naked photo of Darren...
Doing this because I can no longer see my dash. So maybe you know the pic I’m on talking about….
Yup that’s the one. Anyway I knew the picture would be popular, but I thought it would get 100 reblogs not almost a 1000. Anyway I keep seeing people ask where is it from? Or if its real…
Is it Real: I dont know. Probably.
From: Facebook. No, I did not go stalk Darren Criss like some cutesy little fangirl…I was stalking Joe Walker…..kidding. -__- Anyway I came upon an invite (not for me) for a screening of group that is happening on Sunday and there is where I found the photos. They all look old though, so they must have shot some episodes awhile ago. I’m guessing episodes will be up after the screening