BrassyBibliophile
BrassyBibliophile
BrassyBibliophile

OMG yes. That pie is my happy place. I just want to glue myself to one of their fabulous rockers and eat them until I pop.

PECAN FOR THE WIN

I will watch the shit out of the Wahlburgers show just for shits and giggles. Though fuck Marky Mark....he beat up an Asian. Donny can stay though.

Hey! Maybe Marky Mark wants to use his celebrity to make a contribution!!

How fabulous. Getting Marky Mark to take time out of his busy pants-dropping schedule to make hamburgers? Why don't you just hire a fry cook?

"Imagine a dessert for two, Tahitian-vanilla-bean ice cream in a pool of cognac, drizzled in the world's most expensive chocolate, Amadei Porcelana, covered with shaved white, black, and clear truffles, and topped with edible 25-karat gold leaf."

Previously from that class:

I'd probably make her head explode. I'm an atheist who celebrates the FUCK outta Christmas. I LOVE it. Just not the, you know, religious aspects. But peace on earth, goodwill toward men? That's a notion I can totally get behind.

Prince Eric was based on pictures of a young Jon Hamm, you know.

I was outraged that last night we didnt have one!

Hands down I love Phoebe on the show. (S0rry she will forever be phoebe for me). I feel betrayed by Fitz.. like I don't want to hate him but i'm starting to...

Dodai, I loved this smack down speech as well, and imma let you finish- but, where's our Scandal open thread on Thursday nights gone to??

Apropos of nothing, but I kinda feel like a Snuggie party might be a valid course of treatment for my moderate to severe depression....

Mental health is just as important as physical health. I am tickled pink that the government is starting to believe in treating mental illness and requiring health providers to treat them equal to breaking your leg. Bravo!

As someone with OCD and panic disorder who pays $160/week to see my psychologist because it's not covered by insurance let me be the first to say FUCK YES.

O hai Anne Heche. Sorry, the post as my Relationship Guru has already been filled.

Ever since I saw an epic flower girl meltdown at my cousin's wedding (she vomited, turned on her heel, and ran the other way ... the flower girl, not my cousin), I have been completely unenthused by small children dressed up as miniature brides and grooms, walking down the aisle, holding chalkboard signs that say

Natasha Lyonne and I share a similar fitness routine.