Whether or not Brooks has cancer... Part of me wonders how shitty of a person you have to be to make your friends question the validity of your cancer story in the first place, tbh.

Can you imagine how glamorous it is in there though?

Were they a real couple or a publicity stunt couple. After the Summer of Splits I have to ration my tears for the real deals.

Also I have a feeling the both “settled” past 40 with younger women

Not to brag or anything, but my dog already has her own REAL fur jacket.

As a nation, we could do worse than Marv Bush vs. Roger Clinton in 2016.

...whew! this makes so much sense now; growing up in my family, then being angry at them in later years, only to end up having to keep braiding my back-hair.

Thank you for reminding me of 1999, when I too wore braces and plucked my eyebrows clear off my face.

I’ve mentioned it before, but watch how they are acting like 14 year olds with crushes on each other in this (awful) clip. It was so embarrassing

Would you feel better if I said I firmly believe this is a publicity stunt relationship?

I’m going to believe because I can.

Meh, I still don’t believe Gwen would date him. I’ll never believe it. Never. Not even if they get married. Nope.

Have 1/10th your population, go back in time to make Peace, Order and Good Government your founding values. But mostly the first one. It’s easier to take care of fewer people.

Style Watch is sort of garbage but it’s my Hudson News go to, or if I’m depressed at Target. It’s my special garbage.

Lucky used to have affordable items in its magazine. It’s why I used to read it some years ago. As their showcased fashion prices climbed into the stratosphere, I checked out.

The secret is having no butt.

Ohhh you know what I saw all over the mall the other day? Those sweaters that are like... I dunno.. stretchy? Like the pic. As a big breasted, curvy girl in the 90s I HATED them. Except there weren’t too many other options at the time. I practically had a seizure with the thought of them coming back in style.

I love how in the past, every older generation used to look at the new generation as so weird and out there. Like I would hear my friends’ grandparents complain about, “Kids these days with their Satanic music and devil clothing. Blah, blah, blah, get off my lawn.” But I can’t do that with Millennials. Because I think…

In Victorian times jewelry made from the lock of a loved one’s hair was very common. It was often a beautifully crafted brooch like this:

Well....I don't know what you call this. Roasted Turkey color? Jersey Shore?