When I was 10 years old, I confessed to a girlfriend that I liked to touch my breasts until my nipples got hard. She replied, "Ew!" But isn't the first and truest love self-love? Thankfully, we have come a long way from the days of my youth.
I was inspired to look for a potluck organizing app because I'm going to what has turned into a potluck tonight and can't seem to get a straight answer from anybody about what to bring. Nothing was just right.