Too short. My sister is 5'4". She will buy skirts from a "juniors" dept at Macy's and it's cut in a way that I can tell it's meant for someone younger and shorter.
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Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, duct tape, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
But jeans in one's actual size and t-shirts are pretty much ageless, right?
Yes, and I say that as someone who doesn't own a pair of jeans.
Hee. I just sold a skirt to someone in Elizabethtown, KY. Hee.
Heh. I just realized I forgot to do something I should have done this morning.
Good thing it didn't take me long.
I have some stuff that looks like my college days - but I wore preppy/classic clothes. actually I have more style than I did in those days.
Aw, my five year old neighbor is outside calling his cat, saying things like, "It's time to come in, and it's dark, and none of your friends are outside to play with!"
It looks like the hurricane is headed somewhere around New Orleans. Son of a bitch.
She's at least an F cup, but refuses to wear anything over a D, so she ends up with four boobs.
The dreaded quadra-boob!
I was all excited recently when I met a guy who used to work on What Not To Wear, and I said I wanted to go on it, and he looked me up and down and said I'd never get on. Some of those people are just tragic.
Cruel Intentions is on ABC Family! I guess the "Family" part is the reason for all the cuts and whatnot.
Ooh! And there's TV's Pacey! Who recently offered my friend some coke at a party.
My life suddenly sounds much more glamourous than it looks, sitting home watching TV on a Friday night.
I just saw an update on that, Dana. Invite your parents now. It looks like it could be very ugly. I'm sorry.
I just made a sound I shouldn't short of something jumping up and biting me with longass fangs on the ass.
That's right, Devi got another GODDAMNED MOUSE.
I was just sitting at the table and turned to look at her and there she was, staring at a very dead little mouse, smaller than my thumb, lying on the threshold to the kitchen. No idea when or where it came from, because there has been no Devi crackers mode since I got home. God knows where she had it stashed. It wasn't there this evening, and until recently, she had been in my bedroom. shudders
In case anyone cares, it was an explosive, operatic DOAH! sound. My throat is still mad at me.
Hee. I just sold a skirt to someone in Elizabethtown, KY. Hee.
Hell, you could have sent it to me, and I could have dropped it off at her house.