I didn't mind living in rural Tennessee until I had two black children.
race
food
I really just can’t be bothered to give one single shit about what I look like when I’m eating.
the internet
Sometimes I get freaked out if I have to call for a pizza, even if I know doing so will result in piping hot pizza. PIZZA.
Julieanne in
Tech,
the internet,
phones,
etiquette,
social anxiety,
julieanne is an idiot,
julieanne smolinski is a lunatic,
email,
relationships
Mar 27, 2013 at 9:00am | 282 comments
gym
I've taken up hot yoga. SWEAT EVERYWHERE.
grammar
There’s nothing cute about desperately clinging to the finer nits of adverb use and misuse, and there’s nothing noble about publicly shaming people for grammatical gaffes and typos.
clutch magazine
I offer rules for non-Black people to engage Black women without causing offense. If you can manage NOT to do the following, you can probably come across as a decent human being.
how not to be a dick
There’s no need for you to speak more loudly and slowly, enunciate more, or mime things when you’re speaking to me
crying
Maybe I could have created an opportunity for us to have a really nice human interaction that would leave us both feeling better afterward.
kickstarter
I now receive a minimum of one Kickstarter campaign solicitation in my email in-box every week. It feels a little like blackmail.
tattoos
Tattoo shops can be intimidating places. Even as a grown adult, there's a part of me who still assumes everyone who works there is like rilly rilly cool and making fun of me behind my back.
toilet paper
Oh, you don't want to break up with someone when he butters his bread without breaking it first? Your life must be so much better than mine, but WHATEVER, gloating isn't ladylike, so shove it.
Daisy in
Relationships,
toilet paper,
etiquette,
candles,
pillow cases,
napkins,
bread and butter,
being a WASP,
this is seriously how I was raised but I'm OK with it,
useless things my mother taught me
Oct 12, 2012 at 9:00am | 637 comments
cell phone
When you come visit me at my open casket funeral, look closely: I bet my fingers will be tightly clutching my iPhone.
Daisy in
Relationships,
cell phone,
tech,
etiquette,
social media,
dancing calamari,
my iPhone is basically an appendage
Aug 23, 2012 at 2:30pm | 73 comments
etiquette
Dear All You Readers...
eating out
Is it really that hard to serve a properly bloody steak? Like you don't even need to cook it that long.
etiquette
I've started, for the sake of my sanity, simply interpreting "I’m so bad at getting back to people" as "I’m so bad at being a friend right now" ... and letting it go.
conversation
I know how to banter at a party -- I just don't know how to make a break for it.
ethnicity
While it's one thing to have your own family jokingly question your parentage, it's quite another when the questions come at you from strangers.
elsa maxwell
Or, how to succeed in high society without really trying.
