Post: #1

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Quote:I’m doing this nude beach trip to take back my body, which society long ago decided it owned. To take back what’s mine.

I’m doing it to spite the teen boys who weren’t worthy of me awkwardly flashing them in high school, in some bizarre practice of trying to seem desirable. I’m doing it to show the world my body isn’t theirs to force into a size or shape, to decide what happens to my ovaries, or how high my tits should rest. I’m doing it for my fucking self.

An older man warned her on her husband about a rocky area of the beach. She concluded he was a creep.

Quote:We keep walking, and as we go farther down the beach it becomes apparent that the group of women I saw were the only ones there. The rest of the beach is teeming with older men — penises waving in the sun. As we almost reach the end of the beach, a stalky, silver-haired nude man probably around my father’s age approaches me and says the rest of the beach is too rocky to go down. He may have very well had good intentions, but after a lifetime of being approached by creepy men, a small voice in my head says, “He wants you to stop here so he can see your tits.” I try to ignore it.

She then has a panic attack...

Quote:I feel vulnerable and soft, like a snail without its shell simmering in the sun. I try to position myself on the beach chair in a way that covers some of my most private bits. My horror is laced with small bursts of enjoyment when the breeze hits my bare chest.
As I’m having an internal meltdown, I look over to see my husband fully nude, eating a lobster roll, appearing to be having the time of his life — in what seems like a way I could never be. Infuriated at the double standard, I am incentivized more to try to relax and enjoy this experience.

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Quote:Going to the water is OK, but instead of feeling like a celebration of my body, it feels more like I’m Cersei taking her walk of shame on Game of Thrones.

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Surprisingly, I’m looking forward to trying it again, but at a different beach. Ideally one with more women and more privacy. Hopefully, by my 32nd birthday, the world will be a little more ready for my tits, and I’ll be a little more ready to enjoy them.

No, the world won't.

   

It's required for you.

   

Post: #2

Isn't that Sarah Silverman?

Post: #3

No one was looking at her. Not even her husband. That is that real reason why she was so angry.

Post: #4

Grade A attention whore, working for an attention whore online rag. Color me unsurprised.

Post: #5

(08-01-2016 03:45 PM)Roosh Wrote:  

Quote:As I’m having an internal meltdown, I look over to see my husband fully nude, eating a lobster roll, appearing to be having the time of his life — in what seems like a way I could never be. Infuriated at the double standard, I am incentivized more to try to relax and enjoy this experience.

Talk about perpetual self-victimization. Reaching so hard to make some sort of dramatic content out of absolutely fucking nothing. these cunts will get upset over anything.

Post: #6

Quote: As I’m having an internal meltdown, I look over to see my husband fully nude, eating a lobster roll, appearing to be having the time of his life — in what seems like a way I could never be.

Post: #7

(08-01-2016 03:55 PM)Htownanddown Wrote:  

Quote: As I’m having an internal meltdown, I look over to see my husband fully nude, eating a lobster roll, appearing to be having the time of his life — in what seems like a way I could never be.

Damn Stalin beat me to it

Post: #8

LOL, who wears full length black pants to the beach?

Post: #9

"I went nude to the beach and nothing happened and nobody cared. Clearly the work of the Patriarchy - I am a victim!"

Post: #10

Judging by the pic, Buzzkill writers do not know the difference between "nude" and "topless" beaches.

She's also a prime example of the aesthetic benefits of the burka.

Post: #11

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Post: #12

Quote:The rest of the beach is teeming with older men — penises waving in the sun.

She is waxing pretty god damned poetic for someone who is creeped out.

This is attention whore escalation, she has done this before:

For My 30th Birthday I Walked Around New York City In A Bikini



She is like a serial killer learning her trade, getting further and further into her sick fantasies. At the moment she is what the FBI calls an "organized attention whore," although the upping of the ante to full nudity is troubling, and I call on all forum members to watch this space closely.

She could easily start disintegrating when she loses the thrill sooner during the refractory period between incidents, forcing her to speed up her schedule, take more risks, leading ultimately to her capture.

I shudder to think what souvenirs she is storing in her lair from these experiences.

Post: #13

(08-01-2016 03:45 PM)Roosh Wrote:  As I’m having an internal meltdown, I look over to see my husband fully nude, eating a lobster roll, appearing to be having the time of his life — in what seems like a way I could never be. Infuriated at the double standard, I am incentivized more to try to relax and enjoy this experience.

This woman does not look to her husband and ask herself: "Why is it that he's able to enjoy this experience, while I'm a neurotic mess?" She doesn't go to him and try to soak in some of his relaxed vibes.

No, she views him as a competitor — literally as an emotional competitor — and becomes "infuriated at the double standard."

This is why modern women cannot ever be happy.

Post: #14

That whole article should serve as a giant red flag for the husband to start thinking about how to get out of this marriage with a lunatic and preserve his finances.

Post: #15

(08-01-2016 04:20 PM)debeguiled Wrote:  

Quote:The rest of the beach is teeming with older men — penises waving in the sun.

She is waxing pretty god damned poetic for someone who is creeped out.

This is attention whore escalation, she has done this before:

For My 30th Birthday I Walked Around New York City In A Bikini

I know her problem. She's plain and kind of ugly. And on a quick slide to hideous.

Post: #16

Post: #17

After a quick Google search, of course she wrote:

Disney Princes Ranked By How Much My Jewish Mother Would Approve

Post: #18

All this proves is her deep longing to be viewed as attractive, a fate she will never experience. If you're born ugly, you can at least develop a personality and do good things in the world. Sadly, she was born ugly, and chose to be ugly on the inside too.

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Post: #20

She also wrote this:

"My ancestors descended from snowy mountains. Pale and soft like a Russian cloth doll, I look like I should be draped in wolf pelts to stay warm at any given moment... all I want out of life is to dance naked under the sun and moon with fellow women"

Sorry to say, but she does not look like any "snowy Russian" fur-clad princess I've ever seen. She looks more like Cleopatra's charmless little half-sister, and post-wall at that.

Also, she totally writes like a lesbian, which she probably is, and it explains that her husband has only one joy in life, eating overpriced lobsters.

Post: #21

My IQ upon reading this...

Post: #22

She makes Miss Michigan look good.

WB with a dreidel.

Mazel Tov!

Post: #23

Could someone please find a picture of her pussy. And by pussy, I mean her husband.

Post: #24

She does everything possible to get people to notice her, just so she can complain when they do. Sadly, they're noticing her desperate antics and are repulsed by her looks.

I notice cosplay girls are increasingly like this. They, or their ugly friends, will get offended if you take their picture without asking permission. You're in a public place, whore, I'd do what I want.

Post: #25

(08-01-2016 04:24 PM)Scoundrel Wrote:  This woman does not look to her husband and ask herself: "Why is it that he's able to enjoy this experience, while I'm a neurotic mess?" She doesn't go to him and try to soak in some of his relaxed vibes.

No, she views him as a competitor — literally as an emotional competitor — and becomes "infuriated at the double standard."

Oh yeah, this is classic Core Woman and how the Neurotic Drama Spiral begins.

The double standard is the scapegoat. She's really infuriated at herself for being uncomfortable, an infuriated at him for being at ease whilst she's uncomfortable.

Which becomes:

She shouldn't have to tell him how uncomfortable she is, he should just know.

Which then becomes:

Just knowing, would be proof that he really loves her. *

I mentioned this the other day in the 'You're Not The Biggest I've Ever Had' in terms of expecting women trying to emotionally-wound you even though they love you, particularly if you're on top of the world.

Quote:So when she cares enough to be attempting to prick your ego, refuse to be popped. You need to reply, right away, without missing a beat. One thing that seems to eternally-niggle at women is the Cocky Male Ego, when they're so neurotic and insecure. They're deeply-envious of this. That's why they project and label men's ego as 'Fragile'.

I had an ex I used to mock by calling her "My Little Bundle Of Issues."

Hell, I remember a while ago, I was having a great day, swaggering along the street in a damn good mood, and some random, sour faced women snapped at me. "What are you so fucking happy about?" Sad!

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* Four Rules explanation:

Rule 1: I want and therefore deserve to be happy with my public nudity in this uncomfortable situation.

Rule 2: I could work at relaxing and choosing to be happy, but it's quicker and easier to expect my husband to reassure me and give me the comfort and happiness I deserve. Failing that, a mass audience of readers telling me how strong and brave I am.

I could see how publicly talking about this could be considered the transgressive behaviours of Rules 3 and 4, but, no Feminist could surely seriously consider going to a nude beach as breaking a taboo in this culture. My little country town has had a - admittedly very isolated - nude beach since the 1940's.