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Essentially, this is the dance. Except that he was drunk, and wearing lederhosen.

I had a drunk friend on my study-abroad in London who did this every. single. time. she came out drinking with us. And then got all teary and “I can’t believe you LEFT ME” the next day when we would all eventually give up running after her. I was like, bro, you ran. I was wearing heels. You wanna run, I’m the last

My cousin’s wedding had a Birdman there as well! It was my uncle’s crazy skiing friend, so called because he had a huge cap made entirely of feathers that he wore while screaming down the mountain. I’ve met him a few times, and I don’t really like him - too wealthy, too opinionated, too used to having the world just

They didn’t, though. The picture shows a woman taking off an abaya, khimar, or any of the other region-specific words that generally refer to the coat or cape covering that goes to the ground. The niqab is specifically the piece of fabric that ties around the head under the eyes.

This sounds like the Sudanese Party Dress Solution: Cotton long-sleeved t-shirt under strapless dress. I get the reasons why you'd do that, but it doesn't look right almost ever.

Great article, but incomplete without a 5th spot for Elizabeth Siddal, redheaded hussy-muse of all the pre-Raphaelites.

This is every reason I only travel solo wrapped up in one story.

I’ve been seeing pictures from the Home to Vote campaign all over Tumblr since the voting day. I’ve cried actual, human tears from my small grinchlike eyes over this. People actually putting in so much effort and time and MONEY, taking off work, getting on PLANES, everything just to make sure that their country did

I haven’t bought a damn thing from Anthropologie since there started being a massive secondhand/aftermarket trade in their stuff on eBay. Which is basically since the second eBay started. Even if you have something against wearing something someone else has worn, there’s a metric fuckton of tag-on stuff sitting around

It’s possible to be confused by people’s choices without actually judging people’s choices. If you can’t get why it’s confusing to some of us that others are willing to trade in things that are incontrovertibly fun and awesome (free time, expendable income, regular sleep patterns) for things that are only dubiously

I get this. Some of my friends are married, and one of them mentioned recently that they're planning to start a family within the next two years or so. And I honest to god don't get it. It feels like things finally got "good" since we graduated undergrad at the beginning of the financial crisis. Now, all of my

My parents are like this. And believe me, my parents aren’t chill about ANYTHING. But about the relationships/marriage/babies thing, for some reason, it’s radio silence. My mother once tried very obliquely to mention that she would like the chance to really be a grandma (my much-older half sister has kids, but won't

I feel this way when I see people crying their dumb little eyes out over the earthquake in Nepal. Like, sorry, are you not aware of the mass dieoff of bees? You know, the ones that are responsible for 75% of our food? What are they, new?

I received All Hands on the Bad one as a gift from a friend junior year in high school. You can't wear out CDs by overplaying them, but if you could, I would've. I was so excited to hear they were working together again, and I hope they keep doing so, since I wasn't able to see them live this tour.

It is not!

Sidebar, but I always win at 2 truths and a lie. My standard go-to’s are 1) I have been skydiving over 100 times, 2) I have licked a triceratops, 3) I was once attacked by an octopus.

Back when Television Without Pity existed, the reviewer for Mad Men noted how little sense that made - I’ll never forget them calling Bryn Mawr “the brainiest of the seven sisters.” And, truly, I’m disappointed that they didn’t do more with that - if she was just in it for the MRS, why was she at the first institution

To be fair though, you can get behind the wheel of your own car without anyone checking to assess if you’re in any fit condition to drive. The fact that you only operate the vehicle for a short time doesn’t put the liability for your condition on anybody but you.

I suppose we should all be grateful for the invented insecurities that didn’t stick - looking through the ads int his article, I’m frankly surprised we’re not having messageboard discussions about how to deal with scalp odor, including talking about how ingrained and “natural” such a concern is, and how it’s really

I once had a friend in Sudan who I knew for about 2 months before realizing he had a deformed thumb (the top joint of his right thumb had a second thumb-tip protruding from it). A lot of people with deformities become pretty adept at hiding their conditions from people, who often may not be sympathetic.