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Ooooh. I cannot wait to see what happens here. I am wondering how the dictionaries are handling AF and the recent proliferation of the word fuck in everyday language. And, in literature.
I just looked up AF in the Dictionary.com app. It was there, properly defined. And you’re right. I recall seeing the f-word in very old works like “Justine” (Marquis de Sade).
My parents were quite wealthy when I was growing up. I said something was classy once and you’d have thought I dropped an F-bomb in church. My Mother stared at me silently for far too long, then said, “We don’t use that word. Only people without class do.” I said, “Well, what do ‘we’ say then, still not grasping the elitism of her statement (I was seven or eight). She said, “You can say something is elegant, refined, or exquisite, but never classy.” My Mother is apparently Cruella DeVille.
Ooooh. I cannot wait to see what happens here. I am wondering how the dictionaries are handling AF and the recent proliferation of the word fuck in everyday language. And, in literature.
I just looked up AF in the Dictionary.com app. It was there, properly defined. And you’re right. I recall seeing the f-word in very old works like “Justine” (Marquis de Sade).
Merriam-Webster has yet to come along, as it defines it as an abbreviation for Air Force, audio frequency, or autofocus.
https://www.merriam-webster.com/dictionary/af
Autofocus LOL! I can't wait to tell my daughters that I was mad as autofocus.
My parents were quite wealthy when I was growing up. I said something was classy once and you’d have thought I dropped an F-bomb in church. My Mother stared at me silently for far too long, then said, “We don’t use that word. Only people without class do.” I said, “Well, what do ‘we’ say then, still not grasping the elitism of her statement (I was seven or eight). She said, “You can say something is elegant, refined, or exquisite, but never classy.” My Mother is apparently Cruella DeVille.
[In my huffiest voice]: “Well!”