“Me too.” I don’t want to say it because if we have to say it, it means nobody was f*cking paying attention.

“Me too.” I don’t want to say it because if we have to say it, it means nobody was f*cking paying attention.
Bathing suit shopping. UGHHHHHHHH. It’s a sunny Saturday, and we decide, on a whim, to head to the beach. But I don’t have a bathing suit—my drawer full of clearance…
When I arrived in Cincinnati at age 21 to start my master’s degree, I had not yet cultivated a high-quality bitch face. I didn’t…