I found that scene sooooo sketch as well :( I also disliked how Ellie's fierceness and independence seemed to fade the more Peter took her under his wing. The situation lent itself to that weakening, I suppose; being dependent on a kind(?) stranger for help will do that.
The wonderful scene where they played the poor married couple (infused with a "realistic" threat of domestic violence) for the police did make me laugh. Ellie's wailing and Peter's posturing were on point.
The acting was brilliant, however, and the witticisms flew one after the other. I do love the writing from this era of Hollywood, it's so slick and on point. I did enjoy the movie, even if Peter's the kind of creep I absolutely would not want helping me out on the bus trip from hell.
Ooohhh needed this today. (Whitney FTW.) Thanks, GR.
Fellow well-bountied lady here, and I can't wait to get a breast reduction. I'm sad to say I can't justify keeping them this big or making my peace with them, as Halina is trying to do. I've been bigger than the other girls since I started growing them at age 10. I'm now 26 and I'm so done with the comments and the backaches and the bad shoulders.
I'm currently saving up the money for a breast reduction, as I have to pay for it out of pocket. (To clarify: I'm in the UK. It's not a case of health insurance, it's a case of the NHS not paying for breast reduction surgery, so I have to pay them to do it or go private. Either way, I pay.) When I went to my GP about having it done, she acted like I was some crazy lady who didn't know what she was asking for. First she told me I looked fine, then that I was blessed to have big breasts, then to think about breastfeeding (nope, not having kids), to maybe "just wear a sports bra all the time", then she gave me the number of the local counselling centre to help me with my "body issues", THEN said I could try losing weight. When I told her I was a 30HH and exercise regularly (as best I can considering my jugglies drag at me with every movement), she backtracked a bit and said that if I really really wanted one, I'd need to get a referral from a GP, but to try all the other options first. She then had the gall to talk about how her own small-breastedness had never affected her ability to breastfeed, and how her bigger sister had had so many problem and had deep grooves in her shoulders from her bras. Quite what any of this had to do with my particular situation, I have no idea.
I'm not going to see her again, about breasts or anything else.
TL;DR: breast reduction surgery is the way forward, doctors can surprise you with how woefully ignorant they are about big breasts, and life is too short to worry about what I may or may not do with them in the future - they're coming off the moment I can afford it!
Ooooof, spot on for this lion! Thank you.
yaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaay finally! and great news this month!
This is fantastic! BUT THAT LOST SIGNAL IN THE MIDDLE ;___; it's so wonderful to watch two exceptional writers discuss their experiences and writing like this.
Word, seriously. When I saw all the furore about it, I seriously wondered what dancing was actually supposed to accomplish, beyond awareness. (And then I felt bad for questioning a feminist campaign - bad feminist! Support the cause no matter what!) There are plenty of organisations pushing awareness at legislators and governments already. I like the Vagina Monologues a lot and I see its point and effect immediately. But One Billion Rising was too vague in its aims. The author noticed that its achievements seem to be similarly vague. No surprise to me, but I'm one of these cynical people who likes to see concrete results from a huge initiative like this.
I actually had the same issues with her new outfit. I'm down with fabulousness and newfound freedom, but heels on ice?? REALLY?? How is that logical? Or safe? Her dress is slinky and amazing, but off-the-shoulder and leg slit are details too many surely? The style of it departed a lot from the movie's Scandinavian aesthetics. Idk. I'm in two minds about it now, especially since I can appreciate the experimentation angle, the trying of something new and different.
We see the vampy sexy new look trope a LOT, so it was disheartening that this movie used that too. Frozen is so good in so many other ways, and Elsa is such a great character; to create this cliched look as her coming-out costume was disappointing for me.
As for her sexuality: I'm so glad she's not involved in the usual Disney romance arc. Whether that's because she's still finding herself, lesbian, asexual, bi, more focused on her career, whatever, I don't care. I think she's too ambiguous to slap any label apart from 'subversive' on her. Buuuut who knows what/who'll come out if Frozen 2 happens?
LW#3: there are quite a lot of blogs on Tumblr devoted to YA queer fiction. If you google the usual terms ("tumblr lesbian literature" "tumblr queer literature" "tumblr bisexual literature" etc etc) you'll find lots to look into. I would agree with Queer Chick about waiting until a definite coming out before plying your niece with books, but having them around for reading yourself couldn't possibly hurt. (But I'm definitely that person - "Oh, yeah, I totally bought this book for someone else but just happen to be reading it first...")
LW#4: This advice is awesome and kinda exactly what I needed to hear too. I hope your maybes work into yeses. If they turn into nos, at least you'll have some good stories ;)
I have a cold right now, which I think gives me free license to eat more or less what I want, as I can't taste it and feel like crap anyway. Generally speaking, if I avoid gluten and dairy I always feel much better. Life is too short to not have pizza though. In that spirit, I have a few suggestions too:
Breaking Brain: wait for he who knocks before knocking back anything blue. Blue means it's more pure.
Wine Brain: drink one glass of red wine with every meal and snack. Meals and snacks can only be cheese or crackers. Never both at the same time. Tannins and free-radicals yada yada.
Meryl Brain: let Meryl Streep diet for you. She'll do it so much better than you.
Polar Brain: the cold burns calories. Only eat food outside in the snow.
Ill Brain: revel in the metallic taste of your own phlegm and too much cough medicine. Settle into a blanket mountain with a cup of warm alcohol and Netflix. Do not move for three days.