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Still the only issue of S.I. that would not get set out in the reception area of the family clinic I used to work at. I wonder why they even persevere with the ‘swimsuit issue’ at all.

I double checked Oscar speeches for Elizabeth Taylor (Butterfield 8), Grace Kelly (The Country Girl), Audrey Hepburn (Roman Holiday) that are all available as youtube clips. They say Thank You and they are truly grateful. A ticker wouldn’t stand a chance of starting up before they each were done. Hell, the

I disagree. They recruited smartly: kids who were already on the fringes. Don’t forget that this was the hippie era, so free love and communes were the new sense of ‘belonging’, and drugs just made it more of a draw.

Thank you! These people are farrrrr too attractive, especially Charlie. Shit, he wasn’t even handsome for the hippie era, but he was persuasive as hell.

He really is a fantastical piece, at that. I was so happy that Janet broke free.

I would faaaar rather that he came up behind me to have a chat, than set himself down on the pot to have a dump and a chat.

I used to work with a woman who swore by the boric acid treatment. For myself, taking acidophilus capsules orally and a plain vinegar/water douche was the cure.

G.I.Joe! The first time my Barbie met my cousin’s G.I.Joe I asked him “But what is he good for? Does he do anything?” His answer was something along the line of “he’s an army guy, he fights stuff”. My reply was something like “so he isn’t also a doctor or astronaut or dentist on the side?” Freakin’ G.I.Joe with his

It took me 20 years of working before I had the much-lauded goal of 3 months expenses in the bank. Life has a way of getting in the fucking way, you know? Most people would just be relieved to have their monthly expenses covered with enough left over for a dinner out. Jeezuz, the presumption in this article is mind

That was wonderful! Thanks so much for the link.

When my daughter was around the same age she had a little squad of girlfriends who she used to hang and party with regularly. Their goal for a night out was to get as hammed as possible and hook up. This was when we found out that my daughter was a binge drinker and a blackout drunk at that. These ‘girlfriends’ would

Well said. Roots and wings: Madonna should just let the reins out a little for now.

1975 here. Hot pants, baby, with platform shoes. God, I was fabulous!

But what she is never, ever allowed to be is elegant, self-possessed, calm, and poised.

Those eyes are barely hiding the bat-shit crazy, imo.

Jeezuz, don’t waste The Glorious Moreno on a half-baked reboot of a half-baked old show....give the fabulous woman something new and chewier to do!

This comment amused me to no end. It’s one of the quirks of the show that I enjoy.

Damn, it got the cut too? That makes me sad.

And yet, right now there is a bride out there somewhere giving this experience serious consideration because ‘it’s my day’.

I would do that time travel circuit with you, in my dancin’ shoes.