I wish Rush Limbaugh was a liberal hoax.

I would buy it, wear it, and spend the entire night rubbing my tummy to feel the nap.

My friend photoshops her baby's photos but only to get nose and eye boogers out.

So I have a larger bum and a small waist in comparison (though not to this extreme- I'm a few sizes bigger, heh). It is so damn hard to find pants that fit well. I hate it. All I can feel looking at this is sympathy for their tailors, lol.

"Can someone zip me up?"

Love the shrug! Looks great with that dress. Also, her twists are amazing.

Look, I know that we're all supposed to hate Kimmy for being an annoying attention whore, but she manages to keep herself in the news cycle 24/7, and has done so for several years, with our consent. If you want to be mad at somebody, be mad at the media—and the rest of America, for that matter—for keeping her antics…

I'm pretty sure she also photoshopped, not waxed, her kid's eyebrows the infamous instagram incident

This. In all seriousness, we should ask each trans person individually what their experience is. I guarantee they're not all the same, and not all have the same feelings about what the biggest issues are for them. Some are probably entirely comfortable talking about surgeries and superficial things etc, others are…

Why does hypothetical you (a/k/a Couric) need to know what recovery from a surgery you're never going to undergo felt like? What is the point of the question other than sensationalism? Surgeries are painful. Use your freaking noodle to suss that one out on your own, and move on to a topic that might actually affect…

hasn't anyone in this room fucking heard of Google before

So my powder-blue suede Chucks that I got so dirty at last year's Primavera Sound festival in Barcelona they're practically gray are now better-looking than they were before, according to rich people? Cool

I know! It looks like someone broke their foot in them! Gah.

We'll break in our own shoes.

This I would never discover until it rained and suddenly I was essentially walking the streets of New York in just ... wet socks.

Small talk is the worst.

For whatever reason, that last boot makes me really uncomfortable.

I went into work with a pair of Converse that hadn't been worn much and two or three people asked me if this was my first time wearing them because they looked so clean.

Derelique... We have finally arrived.

Oh, for fuck's sake. I have a closet full of "distressed" Chuck T's that can be yours for $500.

I, for one, endorse this trend. It can't be long before grey (formerly white) bras, period-stained underwear and holey socks become the first choice for rich people too.
I will be sitting on a gold mine.