Ellen
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I love love love that jumpsuit.
But I’m probably a bit old and fat for it, though my 16 year old size “8AA” bust now as a “14GGG” could rock that clevage
The 40th School Reunion is in 2 weeks. It was a girls school btw.
It’s been a bit “weird”. We’ve all been sort of “catching up with others” on line by posting up photos of our kids and pets and favourite garden plant etc. The tone with some got rather “boastful” which I didn’t like and then when a thread started with “post up your engagement ring”, I didn’t join in on that one.
OMG it sure wasn’t nice or kind, unlike here on Pricescope, one even went so far as to declare herself “Winner, ha ha, mines the biggest”.
So the bullies with their cattiness and bitchiness are still trying to make people feel “small”. I was bullied unmercifully back then by this “alpha” group because I was a shy type and into books and athletics, not makeup, boys, parties etc.
And then I cop a nasty comment from said self declared winner with her 3 carat diamond....
“ Hey Mess it up, (the awful name they used to tease me with) did you even get an engagement ring?”
So is wearing 50 carats of diamonds to the event too much or not enough?
I know, unbelievable isn’t it.
There’s this “alpha group” and they are still “lording over everyone” - they decided the date, the venue, they decided the food, the drink AND the seating arrangements. So yeah, I’m on like table 23 near the toilets!
p.s. I would NOT post any pics of your ring or anything else. Let it be a delicious surprise.
"Oh - hallo ___! I didn't recognize you - you've gained so much weight!"
Ok, only kidding.
We both know that fine rubies can be worth more than diamonds, but those ladies won't.
I LOVE Pricescope soooooo much.
Ladies (and gents) who are “virtual” friends yet all so kind and supportive.
It’s awful isn’t it, how bullying does stay with your all your life and can “reduce” you when you aren’t expecting it to.
I think that is what shocked me, that this awful women with a few words could still stick “the knife” in me, twist it and have me gasp in pain and shock.
I did enough psychology subjects at Uni to know what that says about her and none of it is good.
I am very fortunate, I do have a lovely collection of jewels, most of which I worked hard to save up for - sometimes choosing jewels over holidays or new cars. I had a successful career and my DH is supportive even if he doesn’t get why I need 54 vintage ladies watches!
To be honest I wasn’t even going to wear my engagement ring to the event. Let alone be dripping diamonds.
You see I know that some of my school friends are experiencing harder times, divorce, unemployment, significant health problems, children with drug problems, victims of domestic abuse, mourning the loss of family or regretting that they were never able to create one.
I’m the last person who wants to make someone else feel inadequate or less or scream out “look at me, look how successful and loved and clever and rich I am compared to you”.
It’s enough I know who I am and I am proud of myself for me.
And you can be sure that my table will be the BEST table. I will entertain everyone with my best stories, my funniest stories (did I mention I once did Stand up Comedy as a joke ha ha) and we will all fall about laughing and cry tears of joy. I will probably snort my wine out my nose, go to sit down and miss the seat, forget my handbag handle is through the chair leg and accidentally drag the chair with me to the loo. And I will laugh harder at myself than anyone else. We will have to be hushed quiet multiple times during the boring, self serving speeches from the old prefects because we will be having too much FUN.
And all those bullies and losers will be excluded and have to watch the Party go down from afar.
Of course. You possess sense and sensibility.
But honestly a little whipped crème (pie) in the face never hurt anyone. Just sayin'....
cheers--Sharon
Bron, you've "got it" alright, regardless of what you do or don't wear.
I’m making more of these dangles. I recycle old earrings and broken bead necklaces into them.Just an idea, but if it resonates with you, it might be worth thinking of.
I have a small group of gal pals and we usually have a yearly get together and I typically I will put together some relatively lux gift bags for them. Most of them are still paying off school or loans of various sort or don’t have a lot of disposable income, and being generous also makes me happy. I usually make little baggies with Lush brand bath products, or nice face masks or body lotions or the curated sets from Sephora. Sometimes I’ll do a nice bracelet or little Coach wristlets.
So maybe instead of showing up dripping in diamonds if that’s not your typical style anyways, bring some nice (enviable) goody bags for the friends you’re looking forward to seeing again? Not only does it “show” your success but it also shows your kindness and generousity, and gives you a chance to help your friends who are going through a hard time indulge a bit in some self care with nice products they might not otherwise get themselves.
Side bonus: all Ms Mean Girls friends will wish they were friends with you instead of her.
Bravo Bron! Wonderful attitude! I wish I could come and sit at table 23!I LOVE Pricescope soooooo much.
Ladies (and gents) who are “virtual” friends yet all so kind and supportive.
It’s awful isn’t it, how bullying does stay with your all your life and can “reduce” you when you aren’t expecting it to.
I think that is what shocked me, that this awful women with a few words could still stick “the knife” in me, twist it and have me gasp in pain and shock.
I did enough psychology subjects at Uni to know what that says about her and none of it is good.
I am very fortunate, I do have a lovely collection of jewels, most of which I worked hard to save up for - sometimes choosing jewels over holidays or new cars. I had a successful career and my DH is supportive even if he doesn’t get why I need 54 vintage ladies watches!
To be honest I wasn’t even going to wear my engagement ring to the event. Let alone be dripping diamonds.
You see I know that some of my school friends are experiencing harder times, divorce, unemployment, significant health problems, children with drug problems, victims of domestic abuse, mourning the loss of family or regretting that they were never able to create one.
I’m the last person who wants to make someone else feel inadequate or less or scream out “look at me, look how successful and loved and clever and rich I am compared to you”.
It’s enough I know who I am and I am proud of myself for me.
And you can be sure that my table will be the BEST table. I will entertain everyone with my best stories, my funniest stories (did I mention I once did Stand up Comedy as a joke ha ha) and we will all fall about laughing and cry tears of joy. I will probably snort my wine out my nose, go to sit down and miss the seat, forget my handbag handle is through the chair leg and accidentally drag the chair with me to the loo. And I will laugh harder at myself than anyone else. We will have to be hushed quiet multiple times during the boring, self serving speeches from the old prefects because we will be having too much FUN.
And all those bullies and losers will be excluded and have to watch the Party go down from afar.