It’s still difficult for me to adjust to having male attention that isn’t rife with sexual undercurrents. It’s making me realize how I’ve become accustomed over the years to using my sexuality as bait for male attention.
I started to write "fake" networking emails, and then I realized: What better than the real thing?
This could be a total disaster! Are you as excited as Madeline and I are?
circle of friends
Some might call it bribery; I call it subtle manipulation.
This could possibly be the worst idea I've ever had, but just hear me out for a hot second.
I'm not embarrassed so much as private, or dare I say, even MODEST?
You don't have to police the criminally stupid, they'll eventually do the work for you.
My ex was the center of my world for three years, but some of my girls have been there for me since I was two years old.
I very specifically took full body photos of me on my not-most-awesome day, rather than choose more flattering photos. I embraced underpromise and overdeliver -- I was petrified of trying to deceive anyone.
These images of cisgendered, scantily-clad females reclining salaciously with books with quotes touting ownership do very little to promote reading and much more to bolster sexism and classism.
I wanted to wear the device on a full-fledged, real-life, real-stakes date and see what happened. This is that story.
I live in FREAKIN' HAWAI'I, and if I could just get over myself for one minute, I could open myself up to the amaze-balls-ness that surrounds me.
If I describe someone as a weird, old cat lady, it conjures up a specific image, but cat gentleman? Cat man? I’ve got nothing.
I actually had someone say to me once, "LOUISE, I'M GOING TO MICROWAVE YOUR FACE IF YOU DON'T QUIT YOUR BITCHING."
I hear so many hiring managers bitching about potential employees but they never want to deal with the awkwardness of saying it to candidates directly. That's where I'm going to come in.
Setting him straight was truly the highlight of our "relationship."
This working out our finances thing is a process.