HEY THAT’S ME! I MADE THAT! True life, I cried a little bit when I got it in the mail, and I’m pretty sure I’ve never seen my father look at me with such pride.

About an hour before the wedding, I was on my apartment elevator, and one of my neighbors looked STUNNING. Another neighbor asked what he was up to, and he said that he was on his way to a wedding.

Check out the Elie Saab show from yesterday:

Disagreement. Those first two dresses look elven/fairy-like more than coachella. I like them.

It’s goddamned CRAZY-MAKING. I write Rom-Com, and every time I find myself on any of the bestseller lists or Hot New Releases, there’s always a shit-ton of stepbrother porn (to say nothing of all the shifters and billionaires) hogging all the top spots. This is a real issue at Amazon, to be honest. I don’t mind…

This argument is pretty much good for all arguments in life except murder.

The post is definitely still on Facebook...the page has even commented that it might have been a facebook glitch. Great work, Jezebel.

It’s a bit different when it’s a best friend or family member that hooks up with a spouse or boyfriend/girlfriend. They’re betraying your trust as much as the husband. More if the relationship pre-dates the one with the spouse/significant other and they exploit “insider” info to get together with that person.

My mother, who was fiercely intelligent, spent nearly a decade of her life in a religious cult, something that affected her until the day she died. The thing that broke her to the point that she was receptive to my father, who led said cult? Her husband having an affair with and then abandoning her for her best…

I’m basing my support for them on the fact that he says they could have called him. Therein lies the hallmark of every narcissist father. If you’re the parent, you’re the one who picks up the phone, you’re the one who visits, you’re the one who is there.

I’m having a hard time being on her side, but for different reasons. Not that yours aren’t good ones. And mine will net me a huge amount of angry comments, but....

I go to reddit/relationships on occasion because I’m a terrible person, and there are a surprising number of stories like this. As in, “I’ve had 20 people tell me he’s having an affair, I saw pictures of him proposing to another woman, and I physically walked in on him having sex - is he cheating on me?”

So...Satan has made a better case for my loyalty than Team Jesus.

I’m choosing to believe the bride posted it so that everyone knew why she had an annulment almost immediately.

I agree with you about the subjective language and enforcement. Good points.

It is not permitted by the dress code, but teachers who enforce this apparently don’t think that tank tops on boys are “revealing” or “distracting” enough to warrant removal from the class.

Yep, I agree with you that’s totally ridiculous. If the rule is “no tank tops,” that should apply to every student. I don’t think the fault is in the dress code but rather in the teachers’ and administration’s enforcement.

They discussed the school dress code. Maria noted that many boys at her school wear muscle shirts and are never called up on violations, even though their chests, and armpits and midriffs are visible.

Whoever documented her shame and then put it on the internet deserves an eternity of public humiliations. I hope they crap themselves at work or on the metro or while on a first date. The universe should right this wrong. And I hope in their moment of embarrassment they realize that what they are experiencing is…

A ceilidh for the early evening, and a DJ for the later evening is a good idea. Mind you, I would be happy with Uptown Funk played twenty times in a row