THIS: "When I was Aerie-aged and deeply concerned with what a teenage boy might rate my face and body on a scale from 1 to 10, I was never intimidated by the women I saw in magazines. What cowed me was how tremendously beautiful my friends were."
Seriously, girls in ads or magazines never bothered me or made me feel anywhere near as inferior as my prettier, cooler, skinnier friends did.
Also, wow Jia. Best thing you've written for the site so far, IMO. Love it. Thanks for the great work.
i can't help but find this project extremely irritating and not at all thought provoking. We all have flaws, and we're dishonest about them as we're trying to lure significant others, I get it. We're also all to some degree unhappy. In fact, much of her profile writings I can relate to. But Jessica, it seems to me you're unhappy because you're so extremely self-involved. Maybe you should get a dog?
I saw snippets of a documentary about MIA on TV once. It may have been PBS because I didn't have cable then. But basically it was her visiting Sri Lanka and playing her music and putting on a show in this destitute shanty town, with all these barefooted children booty shaking to it and following her around with drums. And then the show cut to MIA being interviewed about the scene reality-TV style, and she was like ::English Accent:: "I just want people to know, like, just because you live in a shanty town, it doesn't mean you can't be fly, you know?"
best part of this is the phrase "female front bottom"
I'm not a teenager anymore and YET I still feel like Tavi is speaking directly to me anytime she does anything ever. I so wish she was around when I was like 16. But now is good too.
i don't care how wacky she gets, or what she does, i just effing love Oprah. I miss the hey day of her show so much.
Wow. This was beautiful, riveting, fascinating. Just everything that makes the hairpin great. Thanks for sharing your story Jen. Also, I loved the part about the women's magazines. Makes me proud to work at one, for once.
Love the granny panties-shot and the no makeup but why the heck was she taping her boobs down? This isn't Mulan! Get a sports bra, jeeze.
I can't eat shrimp/lobster/oysters or anything that remotely looks like it looked when it was alive. Plus, oysters taste like ocean! and if I wanted to eat ocean, I'd throw myself off a boat or something. So no, mr.-who-i'm-on-a-date-with, I will not just try it. I've tried, OKAY!