I would be really curious to hear what kind of shoes the drivers were wearing during these "pedal misapplications." Because...driving in heels? Rather treacherous. I have definitely had a few slips of the foot, when driving with them on.
Word.
YES! Reasonably, I know they are dangerous, dangerous predators with giant claws. But she kind of looks like a giant bear version of my Bichon and all I want to do is hug her and love her and maybe feed her a popsicle.
It's YA fiction - specifically, an excerpt from noted YA author Jackson Pearce's upcoming book, Purity.
Oh, I am such a Jackson Pearce fangirl. How am I supposed to wait until April 24th for Purity?
Cecile Richards is pretty much my favorite person alive. Where is the ballot for that?
Oh my sweet, sweet still-floppy-haired Leonardo Dicaprio, yes. I remember my twelve year-old-self, seeing this again at the fourth Let's Go See Titanic! birthday party (nothing says Yay Cake! like mass tragedies), cracking up because of the bong. The whole theater is sobbing and I, brilliantly tactful, can. not. stop.…
What's funny is, at a certain age, not being gray does have its own sort of stigma. My grandmother, 85, would KILL for gray hair. She has a bit at her temples, but the rest of her hair is the same dark brown it's always been...and well-meaning people are always telling her that she should age gracefully and let the…
Obviously, Ms. Silverstone is just following wisdom laid down by the esteemed Cher Horowitz: "It's like that book I read in the 9th grade that said 'tis a far far better thing doing stuff for other people.'" Though perhaps this is taking "anything you can do to draw attention to your mouth" to a weird place.
WANT.
Amen.
I had the same thought! The thought of that many Diet Cokes a day is terrifying, but I could easily see myself becoming addicted to Coke Light. It's much, much better! (If not, of course, better for you. It's probably best that I live in the land of Diet Coke.)
Internet, stop being crazy! Beverly and Sally are both perfectly lovely names, I tell you. Not in the least because the first is my middle name and the second the name of my future spawn. Besides, any ugly name list that doesn't include "Renesmee" is obviously flawed.
I've noticed that, even in vintage patterns, pattern sizes are vastly different than comparable time period ready-to-wear sizes. In the 1960's, pattern sizing normally started with a Size 10 or 12, then went up from there. Vanity sizes have definitely changed things, but you wouldn't be so ridiculously far off…
Okay, the last poll needs to open. I need to properly show my loathing for "Do They Know It's Christmas?"
In stories from my traumatic suburban childhood: My kindergarten teacher told us the Easter Bunny wasn't real. I was 4. I still haven't forgiven Mrs. Johnson for that, the bitchface.
No worries, you are (probably) not the milkman's child! Green eyes are actually just brown eyes with slightly less melanin in the iris. There is a complicated explanation involving light scattering and such, but essentially your eyes are somewhere between blue and brown, so you get green! It's not super common, but…
Now! That's What I Call Music: Republican Primary Edition
Hooray! Nancy made the list! I'm finishing up my Nancy Drew costume, as we speak. Now, all I need is a good Ned Nickerson and a blue roadster...