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I get it. When I was about 5, my dad took me to the circus for the first time, and the only thing I could remember-- and which I shared at every opportunity-- was that I saw an elephant poop, and its poop was enormous. Dad did not feel that his money had been well spent.

Like... Philanthrapey!

Last time I had a layover at DFW, I forced myself to go into every single store on the concourse just to kill time, and this is all it was. Bedazzled jeans, bedazzled tops, bedazzled boots, bedazzled purses, bedazzled cellphone holders.  Most, if not all, with gigantic cross motifs.  It was... a lot.

Eh, Lagerfeld was also an anti-Semite. There’s enough scorn for him to go around.

OMG, I recently read The Interestings and really enjoyed it, so I will be all over that! Thanks!

He was on the bill at an outdoor concert series I worked on back in the early ‘00s. Most of our shows were geared toward an older crowd— it wasn’t really a Rock series, more Blues and Bluegrass. But he acted every bit the “rockstar,” put condoms on his rider [for an afternoon gig, HEAVY EYEROLL], and asked the crew to

This is really deserving of a whole article in itself.

I have a horse, so a great many hours are spent at the barn, and I can keep most of my tack and gear out there. My husband is into analog synths and their current configuration is compact enough to fit on his desk. He occasionally swaps out elements, and he does take up a little more space than I do, but it’s a fair

It’s definitely tradition in my family, and while I do swap out my toothbrush more than once a year, mom didn’t put one in my stocking once and I was like “WTH? Where’s my toothbrush?!” Last year they were biodegradable bamboo with rainbow bristles!

It’s not as bad as it sounds! I took a job and moved out here a year before my husband joined me, and we fully intended to move to a 1BR... but it was always “Let’s wait until after the holidays to start looking...” or “Things are too hectic at work to plan a move right now...” And after a couple of years of putting

YUP. Absolutely. When we moved from NYC to LA, we actually defied convention and downsized. We— 2 adults & dog— have been living in a 300 sq. ft. studio for 5 years with no plans to move. Our rent is below market for the neighborhood and allows us to put away a significant amount in savings and retirement, and we can

Why is it— WHYYYYYYYY— that American conservatives just love objectively BAD art?! I mean, between this and Thomas Kinkade... it just blights the soul, man!

Yep. This. The finance industry is essentially Goodfellas with fewer pinky rings and more tasteful suits.

Back in my horseback-riding days, I rode western, not this dressage shit.

#FAKENEWS. that quote is Churchill, not Reagan. Not that I’d expect the VP of the USA to know anything about history, or to, you know, check his facts before spewing bullshit or anything.

This was my introduction to it, too, but I was about 5, and my mom just said they drank poisoned Kool-aid, but didn’t make any attempt to explain further-- which is fine; I don’t think I could possibly have comprehended somebody doing that on purpose-- but it did make me absolutely terrified of any kind of flavor

I went there for Christmas with my husband and parents a few years ago and HOLY FUCK we could only stand to be outside for, like, 5 minutes at a stretch. I was wearing a down vest and wool sweater under my 3/4 length primaloft-filled coat and thought I was going to die of exposure. I was seriously eyeing the CG’s in

Spot on.

Damn. That was a kick to the gut. I’ve been avoiding Insta for a few months, but will make an important exception for this. Thanks.

This is/was my big extravagance, too!!!... however, 6 months after buying him, I had an accident (not riding related) and broke my foot really badly and couldn’t ride for six months...we finally pulled it together, were just about to enter our first show together, and he tore a suspensory ligament. We are now into the