There was a woman in Vegas whose jeans had the front of the thighs and down to the mid shin cut out. Many other jeans had random ragged holes. And lots of yoga pants. I am content being unfashionable.

Woo! I get a massager toaster! It says to strap it to a straight backed chair, but IDGAF, and just move it up and down my back at intervals while I'm sitting in my grandma recliner.

I worked at an after care program for an elementary school in AmeriCorps, and hoo boy, did I see some truly godawful outfits on parents.

Zen I watched that, I got the feeling that she couldn't figure out how to feel comfortable without having all the things that made her feel good when she was a club kid. I got the feeling she thought either she looked like that or she looked boring and lost her "identity". What Stacy did was make her look edgy but respectable.

I got the feeling that she couldn't figure out how to feel comfortable without having all the things that made her feel good when she was a club kid.

Yeah, I get that. What I don't get is not being able to bring a look any closer to appropriate for the places she wanted to be appropriate in. Isn't it equally uncomfortable to be outrageously dressed? It is for me, anyway. I guess other people prefer the discomfort they know!

Ooh. I have a massager like that but it's not heated. Heated sounds nice

The heated part is great! I wish I'd had this thing when I still had periods!

But I have to say that when I have hot flashes -- after 8 years, I booted the HRT, so now I'm down to only my Celexa -- my massager flies outta by back area tout de suite.

Hot flashes are disgusting, btw. Holy Jesus. Dan and I were snuggling and I was, "Hot flash! Lemme go!" And he was all,"Holy shit! I COULD FEEL IT HAPPENING!"

Yeah, I get that. What I don't get is not being able to bring a look any closer to appropriate for the places she wanted to be appropriate in. Isn't it equally uncomfortable to be outrageously dressed? It is for me, anyway. I guess other people prefer the discomfort they know!

Some people simply do not know how to put the pieces together. It's like me trying to dance. I can see the movements that good dancers do. I can see the movements that my body does. I know they are very much not the same movements, but I flat out cannot figure out how to make my body move in the ways that good dancers move.

It seemed like it was kind of an armor for her. She took a lot of time doing her hair and make up and that seemed like she was getting battle ready. She felt... protected - yes she's wearing thigns that are out there but it seemed like she started doing that to protect herself and she didn't know how to change. A copingm echanism that stopped working and became a hinderance

I should be in bed.

Coping mechanism. I can see that.

Love hearing the Ryan rearing stories, bt. The boys were continuous question machines. When they were clearly just doing it to hear themselves talk because it was things they knew, I would make up crazy obvious tales instead of true answers. I suspect they encouraged this behavior.

I'd love to do blue lipstick and wild hair color choices, but those days have likely passed me by. 40+ years ago I rejected the makeup thing and never did get any good at it. Every few years I will try it once and not like it. Lotions and sunblock are about it. One of my 60 yo friends wears purple hair or other color hair on top, but her hair is white and curly so it is super easy for her. Maybe if my hair would hurry up and get more gray I could add a streak of some color.