@inthepost I definitely have a tattoo that is "about" getting over my own fear of commitment, and about making (and owning) my decisions and living with the consequences. (It is an anchor.)
Ester, I don't know what you're used to, but when I flew through Laguardia recently after having not lived in New York for a few years, I was actually shocked at how good the food selection was. There was a really good, fresh salad bar! Kale salad at the airport! It is, however, completely absurd that every single seat in every restaurant and gate area has an iPad attached to it trying to sell you things. Absurd enough that I took pictures.
@tw0lle This is what I was thinking...that is a textbook definition. Paging Bourdieu!
@coastalelite This article starts to get at something that I wanted to say in response to all the people posting this video on Facebook, but I think it goes even farther than that. Some of the most aggressive catcalls I got came when I was living or working in spaces that were on the edge of gentrification, and I was definitely aware that there are competing forms of privilege at work in these situations. Sometimes it seemed that the catcalls were ways for men without the racial or class privilege they perceived in me to call out my presence in their space with the only form of privilege they had left.
@Josh Michtom@facebook THAT'S TOTALLY IT. My cousin used to work there! Also, having grown up in a place where it was just a gas station, it never occurred to me that this is a weird name for a chain.
I feel like I know where that Terrible's is. Either that or they all look the same?
You know those honeymooners are there for the HP-themed sexy role play.
@ECW This is also the case with Nevada. Take it out of the tourists.
@mirror_father_mirror Although you *do* have to be very careful when shopping to make sure your teacherly-gesticulations aren't going to cause you to blow a crucial button. But I supposed the same goes for a lot of modern mass-market clothing.
I have to disagree with the "from this decade" point. I am in academia, and most of my clothes (*especially* my teaching clothes) are vintage...and if you'll allow me to say so myself, I look more put-together in my nice wool blazer/slacks/pencil skirt/sheath dress/silk blouse than many of my colleagues in their H&M versions. Thrift stores are the only reason I have nice things.