Okay. I'll remember this.
Yeah, the best thing is to just let women order their own food. Don't put them through an interrogation over it. You'll see their food while they are eating it anyway.
a lot through cut and drape to soften the frame.
Hmm. Tell that to the clothing manufacturers lol. I suppose my current set of fleece jackets with their feminine cut lines do the job quite nicely right now, but formal wear is an interesting problem.
I've seen it all. Dresses that are too short, drawing attention to my legs. Skirts that make me look like a barge. A particularly sad example was a dress that had a waistline that sagged in the front due to space for an endowment that I did not possess and padded shoulders. My shoulders are big enough without additional reinforcement. It was awful.
You minimize the head and neck through hair. A sleek cut over volume is ideal.
Add naturally thick hair to my list of problems then. I always ponytail, otherwise I look like a female monster or a giant walking thimble. Since my eyes are a focal point anyway because I have eyebrows that match my eye color, perhaps a little bit of non-tacky lipstick might help. I've just seen that done wrong so many times.
As for the rest of it, yeah, I know. Previously I might have adopted a "there is no point in false advertising" and "in bed all the makeup has to come off anyway, so don't put it on" philosophy in order to excuse my combination of ignorance and laziness. I just figured if a guy wouldn't accept me as is, no point in bothering.
But in marriage, of course you have to raise the bar. He's seeing all your skin on the regular. Your muscles have to be stronger.
What? You can't afford to let things go. It's best to just do what you're comfortable with perpetually doing and let the guys decide what they want, unless you're me and that's about zero effort. If his physical appearance demands are too much, drop him and find someone else. In many ways, marriage is about the body.
I figure there might be more plastic surgery there than there is over here, with aspiring actors and a concentration of wealth. I honestly only expect that kind of emphasis on plastic surgery from wealthy people.
Wrong part of Cali, Sketcher boi. I'm broke, and the people around me are broke and struggling. I went to community college and to a state university that costs less than $4000 in tuition. The richest people I know are engineers who work for defense contractors, who get laid off like flies when the political winds change.
I walk past homeless camps on my way to the chess club, which is in a park near the center of town. Downtown is an exercise in contrast between the construction, the homeless, and the dessert shop where I bought a lemon bar for $4.50 (good, but not as good as my lemon scones). Going uptown is the same. Brand-name dealerships next to worn-down car lots. Industrial workshops next to well-kept neighborhoods. Squalid apartments next to the freeway. Houses are over 30 years old and falling apart.
Cali is more than LA/San Francisco/Hollywood. It also contains a lot of rural farmland - and while some of that is old money wineries, you get a lot of migrant workers and construction workers. Not to mention government industries and other industrial work near the ports. Those who work for government industries have money, like my dad the engineer, but the people who work for industries that service people like my dad the engineer have none. Nobody is going into acting.
I look around at this world, and I feel that I am lost with no real place in it.