This is how I feel about dyed armpit hair.
This is how I feel about a Facebook invite to play Dragon City.
This is how I feel about sixteen year olds wearing cut-off mom jean shorts.
This is how I feel when I realize a single Facebook friend is selling Mary Kay, Rodan + Fields, Advocare, and Young Living simultaneously.
This is how I feel about thirteen year old boys having 20,000 followers on Instagram and all they post is sultry selfies. #goodhairday #eyes #smolder
This is how I feel every time I see a beautiful, historical storefront turn into a Vape Shop.
This is how I feel when Pinterest tells me that two dozen ten-color polka dot cupcakes topped with individual Pixie Hollow icing dioramas are easy to make.
This is how I feel when I realize exactly how messy my house has gotten – and that it’s at least 25% my responsibility to fix it.
This is how I feel when I catch the first whiff of whatever is to be the fiery Facebook topic of the week.
This is how I feel when the Dead Sea Mineral Lotion Kiosk Man tries to accost me and rub things onto my arms.
This is how I feel about silk shorts trimmed in Pom-Poms.
I feel this:
What makes you feel that?