fucked up that we don’t make belts with loops for holding blades or pouches for storing coins and bunches of dried herbs anymore
since when did THIS
become sexier than THIS?
half of those are fanny packs
while both are an example of bags worn on the waist, a leather pouch is NOT the same thing as a fanny pack and i will die on this hill
what is a fanny back but a modern day medival coin purse my friend
I don’t care what you call them, i need stuff like
Firstly - they look cool
Secondly - i hate hate HATE purses, messenger bags mess up my posture which then hurts my spine, and backpacks are hard to reach and take stuff out or put stuff in.
These? These are perfectly handy, weight gets distributed around your pelvic area instead of hurty spine, and you won’t just forget it laying somewhere. Again.
i was with my mother’s family and they were talking to me about my religious studies major. my great aunt asked me what the definition of hell was, and i responded “well i suppose it depends on who you ask.” and nearly all the protestants in the group decided that hell was “the absence of god” which i suppose is a fair answer, albeit not a universal one. my cousin’s wife was playing with her 3-year-old daughter and she says “well mommy says that hell is a mcdonald’s playplace” asdfghjhgfd
this 3-year-old girl is so fucking hilarious. her mothers have signed her up for a toddler yoga class, and so she has adopted a very unique language. this child also has an imaginary friend named “mom” which is, in her mind, the boss of her two mothers. for example, my cousin’s wife explained to me how her daughter got mad at them one time. the little girl situated herself in the corner of her crib, pretended to type on a cell phone and said “im writing an email to mom right now and telling her how bad you two are. namaste.”
the family’s Big Theory about “Mom” is that both my cousin and her wife are referred to as “Mommy” and “Mama.” The nickname “Mom” is not used in the house because it would just be confusing. However, when interacting with the world, people tell their daughter that they will “tell her mom” if she is doing something wrong. so this child automatically assumes there is this greater “Mom” figure that is responsible for distributing universal justice.
To be fair to the toddler, that’s pretty much how religions get started.
this need to “prove” you’re “really” struggling is fcking everywhere
people don’t owe you irrefutable evidence of their hardships. people don’t need to hand you a testimony of their struggle in order for you to take them seriously and you need to get that into your head
