(and risks further alienating herself).
The cupcake craze/obsession.
I don't get it. I don't think cupcakes taste good. They're too sweet, too light, too frosted, no substance and leave you feeling light-headed and craving bacon. And I really don't get the whole hubbub over decorating these little cakes with the precision of a neuro surgeon.
Fondant icing. Apparently it's edible, but WHY? May as well coat your arteries with toys from Dollarama if you want to eat over-colored non food. (or take a bite out of your dog, Michele...)
You'll be ripping it apart in about five minutes anyway when you remember that you should have saved some for your fifth pot of morning coffee.
The whole THING surrounding women's underwear. There are entire stores dedicated to the same.
I like a simple approach: wear the cottons that I bought for my daughter a few years back that didn't strike her fanciful fancy.
Buy an overpriced, artillery style bra annually and wear it until the band is so trashed that it could possibly double as a wraparound skirt.
Never go into lingerie shops since you'd have to take off a whole lot to try something on. And they'd likely have mirrors.
Yes, I may be on a destructive rant here. And it just might not end soon.