Hands down, the best thing about working at The Frisky is our amazing readers. We so heart all of your witty, thoughtful, and informative comments—heck, we even appreciate the mean ones. Sometimes, we can’t help but wonder about the faces behind the avatars. So we decided to launch a weekly column where we learn all about a Frisky reader. After the jump, meet Cup Cake, one of our most prolific commenters.Please state your name, age, and location for The Friskyverse
My name is Natasha Kingston, I am 26 years old, and two weeks ago I moved from Manchester, CT, to Philadelphia.
How did you find the site?
It was linked from CNN. I think it was an article about “Things guys don’t want to say but want you to know” or something like that. Man, it feels like ages ago.
What do you do all day, other than follow The Frisky, which is totally condoned?
Before moving, I worked on a goat farm called Beltane in Lebanon, CT. I am really into local, natural food and while there I learned to milk goats, administer shots, trim hooves, and in the afternoon, make cheese and yogurt. We moved to Philly because my husband works for a beer importer and apparently people in Philly are willing to pay more for their beer than folks in CT. We bought our first house, which is AWESOME, but I haven’t found a job as of yet; my car literally exploded (there were flames) a week before we moved, so I am getting a bike and need to find something fairly close by. Keeping my fingers crossed for something having to do with local food again. For now I am doing the unpacking, decorating, and various house-wifey chores, which is actually kind of nice. Oooh, almost forgot: I am about halfway through writing a romance novel! I had been reading some of those free ones you get on the Kindle, and they were SO BAD. I was like, “I can totally do this.” It’s called A Treacherous Flame. Bwahaha.
Married. He is pretty much the s**t. We met while I was engaged to somebody else, a really good guy that I was nevertheless having doubts about. I met Brendan (we worked together at Whole Foods) and he made a great joke when someone asked what clotted cream was: “Oh, it’s SO British. You couldn’t be more British unless you wore a crown and a monocle,” and immediately I thought, I am going to end up with that guy. I thought I was being stupid and tried to put it out of my mind, that it was just a silly crush. It wasn’t.
What is your fave post in recent Frisky history?
“What Was Your Favorite Tween Book Series?” It brought back so many memories to see the book covers for The Babysitters Club and Nancy Drew, and the comments below reminded me of some awesome books I had forgotten about, like A Wrinkle In Time and The Girl With The Silver Eyes. Reading was (and is) my #1 pastime and I will definitely be going back to revisit some of these!
What are your pop culture guilty pleasures?
Oh man, I hate to admit it, but the “Real Housewives of Orange County.” I don’t have cable anymore, but I will watch some episodes on Hulu (when my husband isn’t home because he always threatens suicide when it’s on) and I can’t get enough of the trainwreck. I mean, the way these women delude themselves and think they are being “classy” is so hilarious. But I’d be lying if I didn’t admit I would love to go hat shopping and then sit in a private box at a horse race.
Can you share your most embarrassing dating story? We always share ours. It’s only fair.
Hmmm, this one is kind of tough for me because I don’t get that easily embarrassed. I am not sure this counts because I wasn’t embarrassed at the time, but here goes …
Back in high school I dated the same guy for all four years and we were one of those dysfunctional high school couples that is always fighting and breaking up and getting back together. It was the worst—I still can’t believe I stayed with him so long. But I digress. One day during a really bad fight he told me that he didn’t really love me, that he was just saying that to get me to sleep with him. I think we had been together two years at this point. I was so shocked that I didn’t answer, just stormed off to the bathroom and cried. But after getting that out of my system, I got really friggin angry and headed for the cafeteria, where said boyfriend was eating lunch. I must have had quite the expression on my face because as I walked between the tables, everyone grew quiet. When I reached him, I started swinging wildly but I was so upset that all my swings went wide and before I could even hit him, the Vice Principal pinned my arms behind me and escorted me to his office, where they called my parents and I was sent home for the day. I am only embarrassed that I didn’t even get in one good punch, and that I wasted two more years on that guy after that.
Who is your celebrity doppelganger?
Awww, sad face … when I was thinner I got Catherine Zeta Jones a bunch of times. Since I have gained weight, I have been told by a lot of people that I look like Sara Ramirez from “Grey’s Anatomy.” Not that that’s a bad thing, but … “I need to get back into that bubble.” (“30 Rock?” Anyone?)
What type of skivvies do you have on right now?
A rather uncomfortable white push-up bra edged in red lace with red straps and cherries all over it, very retro. No panties … not cuz I’m naughty, but because they suck. I hate panty lines and I have a big booty and they bunch up or don’t cover it, and I am too fat to pull off a thong. Plus, I hear it’s better for vaginal health! Yay to healthy cooters!
What is your secret talent?
Blow jobs? Haha, just kidding. (No I’m not.) I can watch a movie or TV show once and recall dialogue word for word; I was always really frustrated when I was in theater school and people couldn’t remember their lines, and I would have mine AND theirs memorized. It also comes in quite useful in marriage, let me tell you. It’s like I have a courtroom stenographer in my head.
Favorite book, movie, musician or band?
Favorite book: Little Women (I don’t often admit this, but I am most like Amy … a spoiled brat who is trying to reform). Favorite Movie: Oooh, that’s a tie between “Amadeus” or “Thelma and Louise.” Favorite Musician or Band: Another tie between Sunny Day Real Estate or Lupe Fiasco.
Who is your celebrity crush?
Liz Lemon. Not Tina Fey, just the fictional character Liz Lemon. Oh, and Patrick Jane from “The Mentalist,” but not Simon Baker. Apparently, I go for someone with characters over someone with celebrity. ;)
What’s something you hope to see more of on The Frisky?
I want to applaud you guys on pulling back a little on the million “Jersey Shore” blurbs that were happening for a minute there. I do have one question though … what happened to Daily Shoe Porn? And is there a way that we can use spammers’ IP addresses to track them down and eviscerate them?