More On The Gap 1

More On The Gap
When I was a kid, I was terrified of becoming an adult. I vehemently insisted I would never have kids or learn to drive a car. I was going to adopt, live at home, and either bike or have my parents drive me places. As you can imagine, this filled my parents with great hope ...

Top Heavy 7

Top Heavy
As I've mentioned in the past, the Mammary Fairy was generous when she visited me during puberty. Bra shopping has been a constant struggle, a trial-and-error process that has spanned nearly 15 years. Despite the myriad teen magazines available in the 90s, there weren't a ton of comprehensive bra guides amidst the Trauamaramas and "Which ...

Words Can’t Express 3

Words Can't Express
These were sent in by Sonja from ages ago. As Sonja put it: Here's a pair of ugly shoes for you. These shoes seem very aptly named, don't they? They look like an art project I would have done in the second grade. The second graders at Irregular Choice had a kind of cool basic ...

By the Neuroses Shore 2

By the Neuroses Shore
When I was eight, my family went to Hawaii on a vacation. Before my self-imposed lockup that lasted the duration of high school and left me pale from lack of sun exposure, I was very dark and tanned easily. As such, I had no patience for applying sunblock, and the task fell to my mother. ...

Flag Day

Flag Day
I was a very literal kid - strange, given that I was also a very creative child. When we had to make a dance at camp to the song "Hard Day's Night," I lobbied for us to pantomime actual work by pretending to wield pick axes. I still am unsure as to why my go-to ...

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