This is a cultural sort of post.
Last night I found THIS hilarious photo on Pinterest that introduced me to the beautiful righteous term CHANCLA.
I know, I live under a rock.
So, I cracked open the trusty Urban Dictionary.
According to Urban Dictionary- it’s a flip flop used by a Mexican female to beat their child or husband for doing something that angered her. *smirk-snort-giggle*
Probably something stupid.
Big surprise there.
WHOOP ASS, MAMACITA.
I also chuckled, because I absolutely despise selfies. Especially, the pitiful repeat offenders who post multiple pics of themselves every. single. day.
What in the hell is THAT about?
They look exactly the same as they did yesterday.
Quite frankly, I think these ladies need a great BIG bear hug… several times a day or more if possible.
Someone should start a bear hug service to quench their insatiable need for attention.
After all, the act of repeatedly promoting one’s physical image on a social network simply screams…
“LOOK at me… Tell me I’m beautiful… Sext me…. I need ATTENTION…. Please LOVE me… Press LIKE if you think I’m perty… Validate my existence… These babies are a DD… Help, I’ve fallen and I can’t find my self worth… Blah blah blah… ”
I find it to be quite sad and embarrassing for those poor pitiful girls.
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Dear Selfie Addicts,
Please replace YOUR face with a kitten, puppy or baby.
I love those kinds of photos.
Also, message me your address, so I’ll know where to send your bear-hug-a-gram.
PS- feel better soon. (((HUGS)))
If I posted a daily selfie, it would look like one of those dehydrated sponge creatures that you buy at the Dollar Store, immerse in water and watch GROW.
*If you have not had the extreme pleasure of playing with these, you should definitely check them out for an awesomely fun squishy experience. Tip- put your creature in a 2 liter soda bottle for easier handling and viewing. You are most welcome!
It has not been a good year for me for weight maintenance.
Mostly, because food is awesome and I don’t care what my ass looks like. After all, it’s in back of me where I can’t see it. I also ignore the back of my hair for the very same reason.
I do, however, care about comfort and right now wearing clothes is downright painful.
I’ve kind of been parading around looking like a pissed off Incredible Hulk.
It ain’t pretty.
Just yesterday, I was forced to squeeze into spanx just to zip my stupid pants for a job interview.
I haven’t decided what my level of commitment on this particular issue is as of right now.
New job = $$ = new comfy clothes VERSUS get-off-my-fat-ass-and-put-down-the-pastries.
Getting back to the topic at hand- CHANCLA, I hope you enjoy this YouTube video that made me spit my coffee EVERYWHERE.
Also, hats off to Latino women.