[Roosh]

She tried to copy a character on a (((TV show))) and is now 37 and is stuck with a beta male after dating princes and other alphas.

When she was young (she's in the middle):

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Ten years ago, on May 27, 2008, I was on top of the world.

I was riding in an Escalade en route to the “Sex and the City” movie premiere in Midtown with a Bravo camera crew in tow. When the SUV door opened, I stepped onto the pink carpet in my Allison Parris dress and Chanel bag. I felt like a star. I felt beautiful. I felt proud. I was rubbing shoulders with celebs and the goddess herself: Carrie Bradshaw, a k a Sarah Jessica Parker.

Since moving to New York City four years earlier, I’d established myself with my own dating column and graced the cover of Wired magazine. I was a public figure who was regularly photographed alongside such famous faces as Henry Kissinger and Richard Branson. I went to all the glam parties, was fodder for gossip sites, had signed a deal with Bravo for a reality show, and dated more than my fair share of Mr. Bigs. I had been profiled in the New York Times, and New York magazine called me “the most famous young journalist in the city.”

I was considered by many to be Carrie Bradshaw 2.0. And I was happy to be given that identity for a while, but it was all a lie. At the premiere, I also felt like a fraud, insecure and embarrassed — like I didn’t belong.

I grew up a nerd in Chicago, more likely to duck into the library than talk to other kids at recess. At 12, I thought I would never be kissed. (Boy, did I make up for that later.)

I was a rising high-school senior when “Sex and the City” debuted in 1998, and I was instantly enthralled. I wanted to be like Carrie and her friends: I wanted to be glamorous and beautiful and dress well and have lots of dates. I realized I didn’t have to be a geek anymore. I could reinvent myself.

The show was my road map. Of all the die-hard fans I knew, I was the most influenced by “SATC.” At Georgetown University, where I enrolled in 1999, I started to wear dresses and learned how to do my makeup and curl my hair. The newfound male attention I received felt exhilarating.

I even started a dating column for my college paper called “Sex on the Hilltop,” which was modeled after Carrie’s column in the fictional New York Star.

When the last episode of “Sex and the City” aired in February 2004, I hosted a viewing party for 200 guests. It was my swan song as well: Eight months later, I would move to New York, where, armed with my “Sex and the City” DVDs, my transformation really began.

Based on what I knew from “SATC,” I expected the city to sweep me off my feet. I envisioned nonstop brunching and shopping.

It had such an outsize influence on me that — even with a very expensive degree in government — I said to myself: “I’m obviously going to be a columnist.” It seemed so reasonable and attainable. I emailed the editor of amNewYork — the free daily paper — no fewer than 16 times in six months, begging for a column, even offering to do it for free.


Julia Allison (center) attends the ‘Sex and the City’ movie premiere in New YorkPatrick McMullan
When that paper finally hired me, I made $50 per weekly column. I later moved to Time Out New York, where I made $750 a week — a huge improvement, but still not enough to buy Manolos and barely enough to afford the $2,500 rent for my 400-square-foot apartment in Hell’s Kitchen.

I lived on food bought for me on dates and the occasional bodega tuna sandwich. For clothes, it was wrap dresses from Diane von Furstenberg sample sales combined with loans from designers who took pity on me — like Betsey Johnson, who I’d interviewed at Fashion Week. Different men I dated gave me YSL shoes and status purses, just like Big did for Carrie on “SATC.” (In 2006, when I landed a six-figure editor-at-large gig at Star magazine, I finally felt more at ease with my finances.)

I also subscribed to Carrie’s ethos when it came to men. There was no such thing as a bad date — only a good date or a good brunch story. In my writing, I gave my boyfriends nicknames (one was “Prom King”) just like Carrie and her friends did.

I went out with a prince: Lorenzo Borghese from “The Bachelor.” I even dated the British ex-boyfriend of “Sex and the City” creator Candace Bushnell — the original Carrie. He was one of a few men who comprised the composite character Mr. Big.

In 2008, my two best girlfriends and I had just filmed a Bravo pilot for a show called “It Girls” (it wasn’t picked up). We were all invited by a 40-something billionaire to his Miami mansion; he even sent his private jet for us. It was just him, the three of us and his butler and chef. I don’t think this man was used to being told no, and he started chasing me around his mansion. I finally had to lock myself in the bathroom. The worst part: He sent us back on JetBlue.

Between 2004 and 2011, I filmed nine TV pilots — many of which were reality shows, and all of which were a derivation of some kind of “SATC” role for me. I was always the Carrie. In one pilot I hosted for Animal Planet, the premise was that your dog would choose who you’d go out with.

There were humbling moments. I can’t lie: I was devastated when Gawker tore me apart on a regular basis. They wrote about me as much as they wrote about Paris Hilton, but I had none of Paris’ resources to defend myself. Their core complaint about me was that I was a quote-unquote “fame whore.” They called me “one of the most hated people on the Internet.” They gave me infamy — and I didn’t want it. It was just ugly.

I needed a break.

In 2010, I moved to California, bouncing back and forth between the West Coast and New York for a couple of years.

Then, in 2011, one of my pilots was finally picked up by Bravo. The whole concept of “Miss Advised” was “real-life Carrie Bradshaw.” It was about three single women in three different cities, and I was the dating columnist for Elle in Los Angeles. It was “SATC” meets journalism. Producers sent me to a mind architect, a love coach and a witch in the pursuit of love.

But it came too late: In my heart, I was finished trying to be Carrie. When the show wasn’t renewed for a second season, I was relieved. The experience made me really look at myself: I was trying so hard to be liked that it was coming across as inauthentic and bitchy. Also, it was miserable to have cameras around all the time.

Finally, I cut my ties to New York and moved to San Francisco full time in 2013. I tried being a tech columnist and writing a personal-growth book called the “Experiments in Happiness.” Finally, I decided to go private for a while. I stopped blogging and writing. I rarely post on Instagram.

These days I work as a change activist, mounting summits for world leaders and serving as an adviser to startups and entrepreneurs looking to better the planet. I’m finally living a life of integrity, and I’m attuned to my values. I never heard about values on “Sex and the City.”

I dated a woman for a while, a beautiful entrepreneur who was also jilted by New York — that’s definitely not something you saw Carrie do. But dating is not front and center of my life anymore, although it was all I talked about in my 20s. That’s pretty one-dimensional.

Last year, I ended a two-year relationship with a man who ultimately couldn’t commit and wanted to be polyamorous. Again, “SATC” and the “lessons” it taught me, is the culprit. The show wasn’t a rubric on how to find a lifelong partnership. If I was more grounded and had honestly assessed whether or not this man was a good partner for me, I don’t think we ever would have dated.

Crushed and needing to regroup, I took a sabbatical and lived in Bali for eight months on a healing journey. I was also celibate during my time there.

I do wonder what my life would have looked like if “Sex and the City” had never come across my consciousness. Perhaps I’d be married with children now? Who knows, but I can say for sure that, as clever and aesthetically pleasing as the show was — and, as much as I agree with its value of female friendships — it showed too much consumerism and fear of intimacy disguised as empowerment.

It’s like candy: in the moment it feels good to eat it but, afterward, you feel sick. Who you’re dating, what you’re wearing, or how good you look at that premiere — none of that s - - t matters unless you genuinely love yourself. Solid relationships are what really matter.

Truth be told, I wish I had never heard of “SATC.” I’m sure there are worse role models but, for me, it did permanent and measurable damage to my psyche that I’m still cleaning up.

Sure, I could have been a dating columnist for the rest of my life but, honestly, I gave really bad dating advice — and so did Carrie Bradshaw.

I want to be a different role model from the one I got. Two months ago, I started seeing someone I never would have dated 10 years earlier. Back then, I wasn’t looking to get married or seek a lifelong partner, and that was a mistake. This man is a very reasonable choice, and I’m at a place in my life where reasonable is very sexy.

I’ve put away the pink party dress. The designer shoes and bags are in storage. Now, I feel like genuine me — I’m no longer a Carrie Bradshaw knockoff.

https://nypost.com/2018/06/02/dating-col...essage_app

She chased fame, fun, alpha cock, and money for over a decade, failed, and now found a beta male parachute. What a modern love story!

[CynicalContrarian]

"Reasonable is sexy"

That's some Orwellian level of twisted language right there.

[YossariansRight]

Emulating a vapid television lifestyle written by a gay male. What could go wrong?

No question that a line of delineation regarding women occurred pre and post Sex and the City. That show was the societal equivalent of a nuclear bomb being dropped, aftershocks and all.

On the other hand, she can now focus her attention on birthday parties for her cats.

[Horus]

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This man is a very reasonable choice, and I’m at a place in my life where reasonable is very sexy.

Poor guy. It's not enough for his girlfriend to publicly write about the extent of her prolific whoring, and that little jab must really sting when he reads it. "Reasonable" is a euphemism for "I've had way better, and they will always be in the back of my mind."

[Suits]

(06-03-2018 08:57 AM)Roosh Wrote:  

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We were all invited by a 40-something billionaire to his Miami mansion; he even sent his private jet for us. It was just him, the three of us and his butler and chef. I don’t think this man was used to being told no, and he started chasing me around his mansion. I finally had to lock myself in the bathroom. The worst part: He sent us back on JetBlue.

No, the worst part was that you were too stupid to understand why you were being taxied about in a billionaire's private jet.

[CynicalContrarian]

I also love the way she tried to emulate 'Eat, Pray, Love' by going to Bali & having a lesbian fling.

Never mind that the real-life Eat, Pray, Love chick lost her lesbian lover to cancer. Not exactly a Hollowood fantasy ending...

[cascadecombo]

Can't ever get over people who give advice on things they can't even do well themselves.

[Renzy]

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Reasonable is very sexy

Nothing screams passion more than hearing your woman say "I'm with you because you're the 'reasonable' choice".

No self respecting man wants to be the retirement home for a woman's dating life.

[nola]

The entitlement is strong in this one. Kudo's to all the men in her past that dodged that bullet. Someone needs to find her current boyfriend and explain to him he needs to stop being so fucking reasonable. This girl literally went Mrs. Cleo and published what his future is going to look like. Divorce rape is right around the corner when she decides she needs to go find herself again using his 401k. I also predict she'll take another oath of "celibacy" after the wedding. Mr. Big will still be blowing lines out of her ass crack and warming her up to say she's too tired or not in the mood to Mr. Reasonable.

[Days of Broken Arrows]

This is Julia Baugher, who changed her name to Julia Alison in her bid for fame. In the early 2000s, she was part of the DC scene.

She wrote a sex advice column for the Georgetown newspaper. This attracted the attention of the Post (where I was writing), which did a profile on her in late 2003. That profile has since been taken offline -- probably because she created so much drama that it made the City Paper.

The one and only time I spoke to her, she told me she was dating a prince. She later made the cover of Wired for being an "Internet celebrity."

Message to Roosh (because only Roosh will get this): Back around 2003-04, Baugher was so aggressive about becoming a celebrity online and in DC that she made KAC look like a shy librarian by comparison. Now there's three initials you don't hear much about anymore.

[cato]

I honestly feel bad for this chick.

SATC is like female porn. It ruins lives and most people are not even aware.

[therajraj]

I don't think she really lost.

She will probably get married, receive financial support from her beta hubby, eventually divorce rape him for indefinite support and resume riding alpha cock of men in their 50s and 60s.

Her memories of alpha induced sexual thrills will be her most cherished memories until death.

It's really only a loss if she wanted a family which I did not see any mention of children

[CynicalContrarian]

(06-03-2018 10:13 AM)therajraj Wrote:  

I don't think she really lost.
She will probably get married, receive financial support from her beta hubby, eventually divorce rape him for indefinite support and resume riding alpha cock of men in their 50s and 60s.
Her memories of alpha induced sexual thrills will be her most cherished memories until death.
It's really only a loss if she wanted a family which I did not see any mention of children

Did you miss it?
She failed to fulfill her juvenile prince charming fantasy & her New York life was not "fabulous" without consequence...

The fantasy being the most important thing don't ya know.

[budoslavic]

Interesting article. Never heard of her. WB and dump her ass.

Naturally, I had to look her up and found this website - ReBlogging Donk (RBD). The site is dedicated (extensively) to exposing a lot of Julia Allison's BS.

Clearly, someone has an agenda and hates her.

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RBD Primer
For newbies and white knights:

In response to comments like “I feel sorry for the people here who seem to waste an inordinate amount of time and energy criticizing this woman’s life. Don’t you have anything better to do?”, “You must be fat jealous haters”, and “Who is Greg/Alex/Cancer Dan/Goat Soap/MMBH/Pancakes/NGMB/TK/Prom King?”, we’ve set up this handy dandy resource to answer these very questions!

Required Donkology reading:
1. Mediabistro article: Becoming Julia Allison
2. Baugher – the original Julia reblogger
3. Discussion of the many callous and thoughtless things Julia Allison has done in her life, plus links to relevant background posts
4. Links in the sidebar, under “Places We Like To Frequent”
5. Over three years of archives
6. The somewhat outdated Glossary
7. Below, longtime catlady mcakez explains some of the reasoning for this site and what motivates the commenting community.



“Hi, sane person, my handle is mcakez. I admit that isn’t my ‘real’ name, as it is a bit of a permutation on a former nickname that adapted as a joke in the #rbns chat, and somehow stuck. At the same time, I’ve been relatively open about my persona online, here and elsewhere, so I’m not completely anonymous. That said, I figure I am willing to give you insight into why I post here, all facetiousness and mockery aside.

I found this place after seeing it mentioned on Gawker. Since you seem to be new to the Julia Allison phenomenon, let me explain for a second that Gawker — if you are not familiar with it — is a website that focuses on news and often media/web-oriented material. It has changed a lot in the last few years, so referencing here seems almost pointless, but I point it out because that site is how I found out about Julia Allison, and that site is also largely responsible for the attention she gets today.

You see, Julia and Gawker had a bit of a love-hate relationship. They posted about her, people reading hated it, but tuned in to that hatred in a sort of concerted miasma of dislike. The more people disliked her, the more Gawker posted about her. The more Gawker posted about her, the more she began leaking information to them about her life. This is not fabrication — there was a strange symbiotic relationship there. She would turn to them to leak information, and they would ‘leak’ it in order to get ‘hate-clicks,’ if you will.

That is sort of the origin of hostility. It is well documented that Julia Allison would use Gawker to up her visibility, something that site enjoyed because it was full of self-proclaimed snarky assholes who were attuned to the power of ‘personal branding’ and how the internet breeds ‘fameballls’ and narcissists.

The thing you might not know, as a relative newcomer to the public life of Julia, is that the entire function was sort of quid pro quo. The site eviscerated Julia, but gave her attention, and she leaked to the site to court that attention. Before you begin to curse her ‘haters’ you must understand how she encouraged that image as a form of ‘branding.’

I could link to relevant posts here, but Gawker’s articles and commenting section are so unwieldy and user-unfriendly at this point that I cannot even begin to navigate them. I apologize. Suffice to say there is plenty of documentation, including that Wired article that Julia herself loves to brag about.

Without going into the intervening years, I will fast-forward to my personal introduction and interest, and what I have learned in that time. I do this because other people have their reasons for being here, and I do not want to step on their toes for giving an explicit reason for each person’s involvement.

I learned about Julia Allison when she still had the aforementioned symbiotic relationship with Gawker. It was during a period of time between boyfriends for her, when she was threatening to quit the internet. It was a bit of a rabbit hole for me. Reading about her called to mind other people I’ve known with Borderline Personality Disorder and/or Sociopathy. This woman who was courting fame while evading any personal responsibility resonated with me with regards to people I knew in my own life. You will find, if you searched around here, that many people refer to the “Julia” in their lives. While there are many different reasons that people are here, you will find that many of them are here because they have had a relationship with a narcissist/Borderline/Sociopath and this is a comfortable place to explore the depths of those disorders with others who have experienced it. Julia has become a universal signifier of a toxic personality under which many can rally and heal.

I state again, of course, that is just the attraction for some people — myself included — a way to understand the miserable and untenantable in our own lives. Many others have found their common ground in other elements.

To be quite plain: Some people here have known Julia in real life, and she has shown herself to be quite horrible. Some people here have been victims of her attacks as she sought fame without regard to the suffering of others. Some here have born financial burden when she used them and failed to repay. Some here have known her casually, but heard the complaints of their friends who’ve been abused by her. Some here work in the same fields she tries to claim as expertise, despite abusing her position and/or casting a negative light onto the profession. Some here know the stories that follow her bad behavior, and have since come to express their frustrations. Some here are her ‘friends’ who she has abused. Some here are the wives and girlfriends of her former lovers. Some here are her former lovers.

She leaves a wide train of burned bridges behind her. Something you probably are not familiar with, having just seen her for a few edited minutes on a TV show. Again, I say this not to disparage you, but to ask you to investigate more completely this board into which you’ve fallen.

A SHORT list of things that she has done in the time I’ve been observing her includes the following (links are available if you felt inclined to investigate):

*Julia Allison took to Gawker to claim that part of her falling out with her ex was because he was ‘bipolar’ and refused medication.

*Julia Allison then e-mailed said ex and tried to get him to buy her a laptop ‘promised’ before they broke up, and before she outed his alleged condition.

*Julia Allison used a claim that ‘that was months ago,’ to try and ply said boyfriend into buying her said laptop.

*Julia Allison repeatedly congratulated herself on not drinking, and kept a spread sheet (published online), and mocked people who indulged in alcoholic libations, while repeatedly indulging in alcohol and publicly drinking (including on her shot.)

*Julia Allison repeatedly mocked her then-boyfriend, who she labeled ‘Prom King’ for not being smart enough for her refined tastes.

*Julia Allison outed the names of her assorted ‘boyfriends’ through THIS website. Curiously, she then used her father’s legal authority to try and shut this site down.

*Julia Allison repeatedly entered the chat of this website to interact with people here, and then complained about the information she herself leaked.

*Julia Allison dated a man (later confirmed to be Taylor Greason) through the months of October and November, while simultaneously dating Jack McCain.

*Julia Allison lamented the shooting of Gabrielle Giffords by posting a picture of said political official’s wedding day, and questioned the proliferation of guns, while simultaneously complimenting her ‘good friend’ Megan McCain on getting a gun as a Christmas gift.

*Julia Allison tried to get out of a twitter argument about rape by outing her own mother’s sexual assault by saying, “I was inside!”

*Julia Allison physically assaulted an ex who did not want to talk to her when he ran into her on the street and tried to walk away. She went on to publicly disparage him and further out more details about their former relationship.

*Julia Allison promised to accompany a friend to Paris, then claimed to have a ‘sinus infection’ that prevented her from going, but did not prevent her from going to the desert for four days and taking lots of pictures. As of this date, she has not (according to public records) paid for her meager $200 fee for camping.

*Julia Allison posted numerous photos of her dying grandmother, and generally attempted to drain every drop of sympathy for her grandmother’s condition, months before her grandmother passed.

*Julia Allison repeatedly and unnecessarily name-drops her exes, including those now married or engaged, and has posted on their facebook pages with overly familiar comments.

*Julia Allison e-mailed the fiance of one of her long-ago exes to claim that there was ‘overlap’ between them. She has alternately claimed that she was ‘drunk’ and embarrassed, or unashamed and the fiance “deserved to know.”

*Julia Allison says she is a pescatarian and claims she is pro animal welfare, but frequently purchases leather and claims she was unaware or just ignores the charge.

*Julia Allison once claimed that you should never let a significant other have your passwords, then changed her tune to publish a barely seen TMS column about being security-open. This happened after she had been caught looking at her former boyfriend’s e-mail/text messages and responding to people pretending to be him.

*Julia Allison claimed to be offering gift cards as give-aways on her website, but when money got tight she tried to sell said gift cards at a 10% discount on the remainder (I don’t remember the specific amount, but it was something like $438 card for $400!)

*Julia Allison took to Gawker to out her ‘good friend’ Randi Zuckerberg’s husband when he tried to plan a surprise birthday party for Randi, just because she felt neglected that she wasn’t involved in that year’s party.

There is so much more. I honestly doubt you’ve read this far, ‘sane person.’

I just figured I would try and take away all facetiousness and give you a little background into the things that make the woman you see on TV for 20 minutes a week so gross.

There are people who post here now who once stood where you did. I say that honestly. A few months ago, someone came in here spouting the same “Why do you hate?” rhetoric. It really can be quite difficult to wrap your brain around, on the surface, especially if you’ve not done due diligence into the rabbit hole contained here.

That said (again, if you’re still reading, or ever read), I mostly fell into this community because, honestly, this is a damn literate, accomplished, intelligent and funny group of folks. If Julia can claim one thing to her credit, it is that she probably has the most literate and hysterical haters on the reality TV planet.

I hope you read all this, sane person, because this is a genuine attempt at dialogue. May you find the reason beyond the madness here, as we all did, because this is a great bunch of people.” (link)

“Just as a suggestion, read the links supplied here (they are below the poll), just to get a sense of Julia Allison outside the TV show you probably have seen.

There have been many ‘great’ (by which I mean sad and offensive) moments sense then, but that is a nice prep course in some of the things that make people accumulate here.

A second thing that makes people accumulate here is that there are lots of funny, intelligent, well-read commenters. If you’ve been wondering what to put on your reading list next, there tend to be great recommendations in almost any thread. The people in this here hater basement are very servicey.

Finally, don’t feel sorry for me, I HAVE A BOYFRIEND!!!!!! And that is all that matters, right?!” (link)

“Elsewhere I linked a post where I described the different ways this place has provided a ‘social phenomenon’ for many of us. For example, many of us have dealt with people like Julia — sociopaths, narcissists, grifters and liars — and in a way being a part of this site has allowed catharsis and understanding. This is part of what attracted me, personally, having to deal with a few different ‘Julia’s in My Life.’ It’s sort of pop culture psychology, or critical theory, with a unified object of interest to explore and express the feelings many people feel in diverging circumstances.

For others, this is a global water cooler. Those are people who’ve had to deal with her personally, or who are friends/loved ones of those who’ve dealt with her personally. Call it a slambook, if you will, but when someone courts fame and attention as she does, and screws people over in the process, sometimes it is fun to get together with your friends and just vent.

Consider it also Reality TV 2.0. That is Julia’s wildest dream, honestly; the idea that we’ve been watching an edited version of her ‘life’ online (where she tries to control the editing) and laughing at the gaffs, lies, and infuriating behavior. She sought and she got, honestly, and for some of us it is our own little online ‘reality’ show that existed before she got her dream reality show.

It is a very interesting social phenom, to be sure, but not necessarily as sad as you make it out to be. Especially considering the quality of many of the commenters. Most reality stars should be so lucky as to have such an enchantingly creative, funny, intelligent and well-spoken audience.”
(link)

[Leonard D Neubache]

That picture is of her at "peak makeup".

"Mr Big" was not settling for that cunt ever.

[gework]

(06-03-2018 08:57 AM)Roosh Wrote:  

This man is a very reasonable choice, and I’m at a place in my life where reasonable is very sexy.

Her friends from zumba class will have to work hard to hide their hypergamy when they meet him.

[budoslavic]

So...this is how she rediscovered herself.


"Best $2K I Ever Spent" Julia Allison Does Burning Man With Her Bum Out








Edit. This shit is making me laugh.

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Eat Bray Love … On Peter Baugher’s Dime, Which Buys A Lot Of Cheap Labor In Bali
....
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Bottom Video! Self-love and pointless, never ending ritual. I particularly enjoyed the crotch shot. A Stormy Daniels production?

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More Birthcray 37: Julia Allison Is Experiencing “A Cauldron Of Pain And Transformation” And Would Love To Know How You View Her “Essence”


Comment: Note some of the women were placing their hands on each other in the picture.

It’s my birthday today (Feb 28th – but remember I’m 16 hours ahead here in Bali) …

Instead of wishing me a happy birthday on my wall (which always feels to me a bit empty) … I invite you to the following:

1) Please bless someone you love with a bit of magic and care today. Surprise them by showing how you see them fully. Explain how you view their soul’s essence – that unique way in which only *they* show up. Tell them how you feel when you’re around them. Share the qualities you admire in them. Light them up with your love.

2) If you feel called, I would love to hear how you view *my* essence, in a few words. How do I show up to you? What do you experience when you interface with me? What qualities do I call forth in you with my presence or my words? (You can post below or PM me … either would fill me with joy)

2) And finally, I would like to invite you to hold a vision for me as I begin this year: a vision of Wholeness, which is the theme I’ve chosen for year 37.

What does Wholeness mean? Well … mostly that I source my own love and worthiness and value intrinsically, rather than extrinsically. (ie my self worth is not dependent upon anything outside of me: my partner or lack thereof, how much money I have in the bank, how my career is going, what my body looks like, etc.)

These past 6 months of celibacy and deep inner work in Bali have been beautiful – and extremely challenging. The cauldron of pain and transformation and learning how to be equanimous no matter what … that’s the f-cking dojo.

I don’t have many answers – only the continued commitment to my values, which I share here with a prayer that you will see my embodying them – and hold me to them – with love and compassion.

Love (ever expanding my ability to love and be loved)
Health (mental, emotional, physical, spiritual, relational, sexual, financial)
Integrity, Authenticity & Congruence
Kindness & Omni-Consideration
Devotion & Spirituality
Gratitude
Learning & Curiosity
Positive Growth & Evolution
Feminine Wisdom & Empowerment
Self Expression
Creativity & Play
Sisterhood & Tribe (Soul Family)
Collaboration
Service (to others & to this planet)
Intentionality & Depth
Courage
Trust
Open-heartedness
Vulnerability

These are my foundational principles – and my work of choice is to live them fully, each day anew. I fall often, but I try again and again, and slowly I’ve noticed I’m getting more congruent, more aligned, becoming more of the woman I want to be. The journey continues.

May this planet be blesses with harmony and al sentient beings with love, freedom, health, and meaning … and may you experience whatever you need to open your heart and evolve your consciousness.

In devotion
Rainbow

Enormous gratitude to my sisterhood for the deep support, love and wisdom I’ve received from them this year (and in life): I love you.

Myka, Jess, Ariel White, Neha, Nisha, Taryn Southern, Rebecca Thieneman, Mia, Rebecca Jean, Ali Shanti, Maria, Via, Natasha, Rachel, Adelle, Nicole, Ayla, Annie, Jennifer, Ixchel, Jenna Lee, Nadia, Palomi, Amanda Gregory, Kristin, Meghann, Cailleach De, Katiyana, Larisa, Randi, Brit, Amanda Robbins, Amber Rae, Julia Price, Eden Clark

Equally enormous devotion to my brothers. You are such epic beings. I adore you.

Daniel Schmachtenberger, Ryan Allis, Michael Ellsberg, David Block, Jay Camm, Dave Morin, Joe Green, Tristan Harris, Ryan Lucero, Perp-heal, Ken Howery, Preston Temple, Andrew Hewitt, Cory Tanner Glazier, David Langer, Benjamin Tauber

Holy merde! She’d like to thank The Academy, indeed. What kind of deranged ego writes this garbage? I note that Michael Ellsberg removed Donkey’s tag.

Any comments for Judy re: numbers 2 and … 2?

As for that cauldron of pain, I hope she gets over being dumped by Rain sometime before 2050. Isn’t she used to THE ONE running for the hills?

[Delta]

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This man is a very reasonable choice, and I’m at a place in my life where reasonable is very sexy.

The "place in life" where reasonable starts to appear sexy:

[dicknixon72]

Curious to her source of disposable income. Without it, this is the type of middlingly-attractive washed-up middle-aged women that you see in a battered Pontiac Vibe bar-surfing, living in her aunt's Florida room, and trying to eek out an income selling handmade dreamcatchers on Etsy.

[TheBMan]

If she's from DC I have a feeling whose Miami Beach house that was.

Every time I see a story like this I think of my sister who is about to turn 40. She was an attractive school teacher, married a good dude in her mid 20's, had 3 kids starting 10 years ago, live on a modest salary, full time mom, no $500 shoes, drives a minivan, and is as happy as can be.

[Simeon_Strangelight]

Funny story - nothing surprising from our side of course.

For one Meghan Markle there are 100.000 of those who crash into the wall trying to ride the Hypergamy slut carousel.

https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Candace_Bushnell

Just checked out the woman on whose life the SATC show and book was based on.



Yup - 59 years, divorced from her last husband when she turned 50. Her husband was a former ballet dancer and 10 years younger. No wonder he dumped her ass. She is alone and miserable ever since:

Quote:

From 2002 to 2012, Bushnell was married to Charles Askegard, a principal dancer with the New York City Ballet who was ten years her junior, and whom she had met eight weeks before.[4][5][6] They decided to divorce in 2011.[7] She found the experience disorienting, telling The Guardian, "When I got divorced, I couldn’t get a mortgage; I didn’t fit into a computer model. All of a sudden, I was invited to no more couple things. Being single is hard and there’s something a bit heroic about it

No - there is nothing heroic about it to be an ageing childless formerly attractive 59 year old. What you gonna do? If you are rich you can at least take ship tours and hire gigolos to fuck you.

Also a comparison of attractiveness of that Julia:

Bill Burr trolled her on his show a long time ago:

Funny how they called her a 6.5. Yup - she was a dolled up 6.5-7 at the most.

Now she is working as a change agent - those are bullshit globalist agents who regurgitate globalist talking points for corporate managers, mayors, teachers etc.

Yeah - at least she is making money "changing the world" one Soros-funded project after another Soros-funded project.

After having dated princes, NFL players, billionaire sons, globalist billionaire sons - she has to fuck a boring middle manager Twink.

The funny part is that the SATC broads were mostly in the age she is right now and she is burnt out - sampling hundreds of dicks and trying to land Mr. Big permanently truly did not make her happy - what a surprise.

This song is fitting.

On the other side you have the now fiancee of Pewdipie who is getting ever more Red Pilledl. She is happily sampling only one Pewdipie cock. I know who will be more happy at age 40/50/60 etc.

[Dusty]

A pretty good body. Thin.








My jewdar is pinging. Can anyone confirm her (((tribe)))?

[scorpion]

She's the poster child for the incalculable personal and societal damage caused by female sexual liberation. When you jettison traditional morality and the religious foundation on which it is built, you essentially rob people of a proper framework on which to build their lives. This woman spent two decades hopping from one cock to another because her only source of inspiration and guidance in life was a trashy television show. Seriously, think about that. Thousands of years worth of moral teaching went completely out the window in the past few decades, and we're left with what to guide us? The television scripts penned by assorted homosexuals, Jews and feminists, a population where the diagnosable mental illnesses must outnumber the actual individuals by at least 2:1.

Without structure, people (and women especially) tend to self-destruct. The freedom this woman had ended up destroying her life. Sexual liberation is the ultimate intoxicating lure. It's the promise of endless pleasure and self-gratification, it's the ultimate ego trip, a constant affirmation of one's value. People excitedly gulp it down, only to realize when they've neared the bottom that they've been drinking from a poisoned chalice.

This woman's life and her choices are a case study for the justification of traditional patriarchy, a system which would have prevented her from being seduced by the lies of the sirens of sexual liberation. Imagine how different this woman would feel today at 37 if, instead of starting her long ride on the cock carousel at 18, she had instead married a good, promising young man her father approved of and began to have children. By 25 she would have had 4-5 children and feel the natural fulfillment and meaning of motherhood that underlies all healthy female psychology. And today at 37 her children would be teenagers, shortly adults. She would still have plenty of time then to pursue a career in whatever she wanted.

There's a reason that the patriarchal system developed and was essentially universal across all traditional human cultures. Because it works. Healthy families and societies don't allow 18 year old women to make stupid, self-destructive choices that will ruin their lives. They know better. But we've forgotten, and now our women and children rule over us.

"As for my people, children are their oppressors, and women rule over them. O my people, they which lead thee cause thee to err, and destroy the way of thy paths." - Isaiah 3:12

[Vladimir Poontang]

Quote:

Ten years ago, on May 27, 2008, I was on top of the world.

I was riding

[Thot Leader]

"Female dating columnist embodies romantic failures of liberated western women"

Hey everyone, remember when Brittany Venti (and likely others) called basically called Roosh a failure because he coaches men on how to meet women but he himself has yet to settle down?