I finally tried actually intentionally getting messy with a few different kinds of food and, to be completely honest, I didn't enjoy it. I didn't hate it; I just didn't feel anything. Well, anything other than just plain let down after all the hype I...

(Disclaimer: This story may or may not be based on real life events in which my roommate actually embraced the impracticality of fashion for absolutely no reason other than our own entertainment. And I say "based on" because, come on, it was a few ye...

Note: If you aren't interested in my job search or my life in general, go ahead and skip down to where it says "The Interview." I've been unemployed most of the summer, partly by choice. I mean, being let go due to downsizing wasn't my choice, but b...

Introduction With all this uncomfortably hot weather lately, I had some inspiration. Unfortunately, it's just a story and a bit of wishful thinking on my part. I love writing, but aside from a handful of short stories that clearly show both my writi...

I really love the rain, very much. I love the pitter-patter sound it makes on the roof or on my car. I love the way it looks as the raindrops make tiny splashes in puddles. I love the way the drops run down the window. I also love being outside in it...

[[EDIT: I finally got around to finishing it!]] [[ This is one of my absolute favorite memories, and was pretty instrumental in the evolution of my interest in WAM from hiding in the shower or bathtub to actually getting wet in public. I've taken so...

If you read my overly long profile, you saw that as a kid, I hated wearing swimsuits and often swam in whatever I was wearing at the time (usually against my mom's wishes). My absolute favorite thing to swim in was my Belle costume, but I think that...