Back when we still lived in Washington D.C., Susan and I frequently repeated a similar conversation. She would walk into our apartment after a work event or some other nighttime activity and say something like, “I had the nicest cab driver. He grew up in Mumbai. Moved here when he was twenty-two. His father owns … Continue reading The Pout-Pout Fish
Resting Bitch Face
RBF
Resting Bitch Face—I first heard this four or five years ago. My blogger friend Robyn used the term, talking about herself. She didn’t use the RBF acronym; she used the whole phrase. Thank God she did. I think that’s the last time I ever heard anyone say it. Just in time too. Ever since, and … Continue reading RBF