I always thought that being married would involve a lot of wrestling, so thanks for the confirmation, Groupon.
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You Can't Take the South Out of the Girl
It’s across the street from Checkpoint Charlie.
You guys, I just got picked up from my apartment in the Bond No 9 car and got to ride around downtown sniffing perfumes in the backseat and it was everything.
Everyone in the group was super surprised that I didn’t know about the Confederate ships that sailed from Bermuda to get around the blockade. I mean, I know my high school called it “the war between the states,” but still.
He went to a museum! If you go to Amsterdam you are going to see some crazy freaking s***, you are going to see some titties, there is a lot of s*** to do in Amsterdam but he chose to go to Anne Frank’s house. The guy is all right.
(Source: blogs.jta.org)
Every director of the British Museum, director of the Metropolitan Museum of Art, director of the National Gallery of London, director of the Tate Modern, and secretary of the Smithsonian, ever.
This blog makes me just want to give up and die like every single day.
The way Gordon talks about the L.A. of her youth conjures the bleached-out, diffuse brutality of the city as portrayed in Joan Didion’s classic collection The White Album. “I remember when we were young, playing on these huge dirt mounds that became freeway on-ramps,” Gordon says. “And my mom pointing to Century City, saying, ‘There’s going to be a city there.’ I have a lot of nostalgia for Los Angeles at a certain time—just the landscape, before it was overgrown with bad stucco and mini malls and bad plastic surgery. It wasn’t like I was happy. I don’t want to be back in that time, but it felt a lot more open.”
- Kim Gordon, Elle
(Source: ELLE)
This used to be the airport. You had to come in on a seaplane. I’ll remember this when I’m complaining about the line at security.
No Dudes Allowed Reading List 2013: Chapter 4
In 2013, I am only reading books by female authors. Catch up on previous installments here, here, and here.
10. Jenna Miscavige Hill, Beyond Belief: My Secret Life inside Scientology and My Harrowing Escape
Anyone who knows me knows that I’m obsessed with Scientology. I’ve been following Jenna Miscavige Hill’s website, Ex Scientology Kids, for quite some time now, so I was eager to see whether her memoir contained anything I hadn’t read already. It did. It never ceases to amaze me how insane this ‘religion’ is and how long they’ve been able to evade a major government investigation. Jenna’s book is a great introduction to Scientology - I’d recommend it even if you’re not as big a nerd as I am.
11. Ashley Seashore, St. Justine and the Voms
You guys, I am super biased on this one, because Ashley is an old friend of mine and we founded Save the Assistants together, but this book is so much fucking fun. It’s self-published on Amazon, so it became the inaugural book for my brand-new Kindle. The book is about a post-apocalyptic world that has been taken over by “voms,” combo zombie-vampires. Justine forges a life for herself in the San Francisco area and begins to build a new society with some of her fellow survivors. It’s a blast to read, and it needs to be made into a movie like stat. Bonus: cute dog.
12. Mary Jo McConahay, Maya Roads
I met Mary Jo when I was traveling in El Salvador. Little did I realize that she wasn’t just a fellow travel writer. Mary Jo is fluent in Spanish and spent about two decades as a reporter in southern Mexico and Guatemala, covering some of the rapidly dying out traditional Maya communities. This book is characterized as a memoir, but it’s really more of a compendium of some of her best reporting. She knows the area almost as well as a local and is brilliant at taking you inside the Maya world.
Not Every Child-Free Woman Is Going to Change Her Mind
There are a lot of misconceptions you have to deal with when you’re childfree by choice, but No. 1 is the notion that you’re going to change your mind. When I was 15 and said I didn’t want kids, people told me I’d change my mind by 18. When I was 18, they said 21. When I was 21, they said 25. I’m 30 now, and my mind’s still pretty damn made up. It’s fine for teenage girls to have babies on national television and be praised for making a ‘responsible’ choice (hey there, almost every episode of 16 and Pregnant), but a woman who realizes in her teens that motherhood isn’t for her will always be told to wait a couple of years and wait until she meets the right guy and her biological clock goes off.
(Source: howaboutweblog)
