It's so very acceptable:
- to say, "The Cure, The Smiths and Morrisey all sound eerily alike!" To which my coworker replied, "You know Morrisey is the lead singer of The Smiths, right?" Ohhhhhhhhhh...lightbulb! Shows how much I know about my 80s music. I'm a Motown girl, anyway. (Although, when I'm in the right mood, the Smiths are perfecto).
- to proclaim this truth: that smart phones are OFFCIALLY making the world dumber, socially inept and increasingly impolite.
- to want to have a modern-day bra burning. Not for any political reasons, but because this damn bra is bugging the hell out of me right now. And fire is awesome.
- for your friends to conclude that you are a typical Turkish warrior always trying to take over the world. This was decided from my fascination with swords and those weapons that you swing around in the air that have spiky balls. Btw, it's totally acceptable to describe a weapon as "the one with the spiky balls."
And hey, my friend Ryan was inspired by me (awesome) and started his own series similar to my Perfectly Acceptable Ashley. Don't mind me, I'm a trendsetter and all :)