The right heel can be just a comfortable as a flat ... more comfortable, even. You just have to find the right shoe. Look for a comfortable heel height, a toe box that doesn't squish you and a heel that is a reasonable balance between supportive and sexy. Corporette has many posts/discussion about finding comfortable heels (http://corporette.com/2014/04/08/how-to-wear-heels/) with some great recommendations. But like most things, baby steps! Start gradually, build up some skills first. Maybe a nice wedge to start?
Sometimes it is exhausting and unpleasant to spend time with people who are always (humorously!) complaining, expressing their negative opinion about things that *at this very moment* other people are enjoying, insisting that they are correct and someone else is wrong. I understand that whole of this author's personality and experience is not encapsulated in this piece but what I find here is a definite personal agenda and lack of concern or insight into what other people might be feeling or thinking. If you want to be heard, listening to other people first is a really good way to start.
"Successful music producers" don't have roommates.
The first time I inserted the diva cup, it got weirdly turned around and I couldn't get it out. I was desperate, so I asked my husband to help ... I was mortified but I figured well, he's seen me give birth, so ...
He was able to fish it out and I was definitely apprehensive but determined to make this work, so I tried it again next month and now we're all good. I don't do the 360 degree turn (I still don't quite understand how that's possible to do) but it's possible to get the right suction without it. I've also learned that I definitely need to use my kegels to help push the cup down so that I can grip it enough to remove.
My sincere, wholehearted sympathies .... having trouble removing something from your vagina induces a very specific sort of panic.
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@Azaz the Unabridged Just do it! Call and make the appointment! Better to know what it is (probably nothing!) than worry about it. And then go put some sunscreen on. :)
If I went on an exploratory "meet my cervix" expedition, you would know I found it when I let out an earsplitting howl of pain. As a matter of fact, I can feel it curling up defensively right now, just thinking about it. My point is, be careful! Some cervixes really don't like being touched.
@Speaking of cake, I have cake My favorite moment was also a Charlotte moment ... when she declares that she's been dating since she was sixteen, she's tired, where IS HE?
I loved SATC. I felt like it was the first representation I saw (or noticed, might be more accurate) that a woman could just be single on her own terms - it wasn't just a state of limbo until some guy proposed to you. I know that sounds horribly naive and all kinds of other things, but I just remember at the time feeling this incredible pressure to be coupled up, to be on a path to marriage and SATC was the first thing that made me sit up and say, "Oh hey! I could be doing other things with my time." And as @franceschances mentions, I also felt like the show didn't really give a shit what dudes thought ... the women, the conversations, the clothes. I'll always have a soft spot for the show.
@Derevkova Testify. Stannis is the rightful king! And hottest dude.