I love this, but I'm a clothes horse, so my wardrobe pyramid is more of an hourglass, where it pinches at the pants and bulges everywhere else.
I've stopped watching because even hearing about the results pisses me off, and watching infuriates me beyond reason. Because, reasonably, I know all of this, and it's totally unreasonable to expect them to recognize the music I think they should, when I have little to nothing in common with those who are voting.
We've all been there.
I feel that a significant part of the reason I want to eventually birth a child is to make the past 20+ years of monthly hell worth it.
you're the worst
of all the evenings to run out of bourbon.
i live for this title
I've given it to all my friends when they're expecting, love gauging their reaction as they read through, which ranges from horror to disbelief to delight. "Wait, but what happened to the rabbit/little fish??"
It's such a deal breaker. Your experience was obviously an extreme douchebag, but you can always tell the people that think servers deserver less respect because of their job. Such a turn off.
Also unromantic: planes, cars, backpacks, snail mail, baskets, glassware, vials.
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God, I love Jay Harrington. I was so disappointed that Benched got cancelled.
"Squirrel friend". Amazing.
Bravo, sir.
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