I'm pretty sure Labyrinth is what started me off on liking Bowie, but it's just odd to watch as an adult. There's something about the fact that Connelly is barely a year older than Bowie's son that takes me right out of it.
I'm pretty sure Labyrinth is what started me off on liking Bowie, but it's just odd to watch as an adult. There's something about the fact that Connelly is barely a year older than Bowie's son that takes me right out of it.
Before you start on a renovation project, check with your local chapter to see if they offer demolition/deconstruction services. A number of them will come in and professionally remove old appliances/fixtures/cabinets for donation, leaving you with less work (or a smaller contractor bill) for the renovation.
It doesn't appear that the 'church' she's working through is a qualified charity, either. Their website says nothing about tax-deductible giving and appears to have no 501(c)(3) status. And while it isn't a great indicator, they didn't even go for a ".org" url, which traditionally designates a charitable or non-profit…
The only gynecologist I've had is amazing: She warms both the tools and lube ahead of time, and uses a hand warmer before putting on her gloves. I was dismayed to realize that this isn't the norm.
It depends on the brand, in all honesty. A number of high-end brands are manufactured by the same large conglomerates that manufacture drugstore makeup without a noticeable difference in formula between them. L'Oreal, for example, is behind Shu Uemura, Urban Decay, and Lancome, among many others.
The reflection of him in the mirror to the left is different, so I'm guessing Photoshop.
I absolutely read that as "Last month...cum bit...Ben Stein."
A friend-of-a-friend used to say things like that all the time. I finally asked him if he'd consider it a compliment if the harasser was a 6'6" 300-lb bodybuilder-type man. He wound up visibly uncomfortable, said "no," and hasn't said shit like that in my presence since.
My 'religious and moral parameters' include eating cheddar-on-ciabatta toasted sandwiches and listening to David Bowie albums. Who do I sue to find a job within these parameters?
It's not so much the fact that bacteria's present, but rather how much bacteria is present. Think of something like mayonnaise. It's fine if it's kept in the fridge. It's also fine if you cook with it. But leaving it in the sun for several hours makes it less-than-safe to eat. It's called the "danger zone" for food,…
Check out HearthSong and similar stores. My mom started ordering stuff from them when I was in elementary school, and they're still my go-to when I need a gift for a little kid. Their princess costumes, as an example, are more historical than neon-pink Disney. Still pretty and girly, but not Cinderella or Sleeping…
My introduction to her was at a pretty tender age, thanks to (I'm pretty certain) the Babysitters Club.
I think a lot of her earlier books read a bit younger than the target age. I recently sat down and read "It's not the end of the world" and it seemed really light or fluffy or something.
All I'm seeing is a wearable version of a Chuck Taylor.
They're both silicone. Someone gets the incredibly bad idea that it's interchangeable with medical grade silicone and decides to offer filler on the cheap.
The thing that infuriates me is that you just know that Star will run a 'Scary Skinny' or 'Dangerous Diets' cover featuring at least one of these women in the next few months.
A number of people have started arguing for exactly that. Unfortunately, the system isn't available on all courts yet. Wimbledon only uses it on 4 or so of their 19, for example.
At one point, I believe specific eating disorders - anorexia in particular - required a certain number of physical symptoms be met for an official diagnosis. One was an extremely low BMI. If you didn't meet the required symptoms, you were generally diagnosed ED-NOS (eating disorder not otherwise specified).
I'm still waiting for her to write an Allison book in the Just As Long as We're Together/Here's to You, Rachel Robinson universe. Poor Gena's been pregnant forever.
But I was walking in Memphis