HestiaMerriweather
HestiaMerriweather
HestiaMerriweather

Polar bears need all the help they can get

Anyone who stands up to subway assholes (especially in Boston) deserves a goddamn medal.

It's her 50th birthday, and we're supposed to believe she looks THAT good???

when you comment on a woman's appearance, you are not doing it for her. You are doing it for you. It's not some great way to make a woman feel sexy and appreciated. It's not flattery, even if you mean for it to be. The only thing it is is a great way for you to create a shitty power dynamic, by which you have


So does this mean someone is going to finally publish my health and beauty guide, 'French Women Don’t Fart'?

Jesus. He'll be eligible for parole in 660 years. Where's the justice in that?

The cronut is food culture? It's fried dough. It's a churro with pretentions.

Hmm. "Purger."

Hey guys. If you follow me on Twitter, I will do you one better.

Jesus loved it when people called women sluts. He was all "throw stones at those sluts!" I think that's how the story goes.

HAVE YOU NO SOUL?!

Agreed. You know what's worse? How many Cambodians don't know.

I love how good women are to each other via the graffiti in women's washrooms. Usually in the grungiest bar washrooms.

When I was in undergrad, I was in one of the science and engineering buildings (I was a sociology major, so it wasn't really directed at me, but was still cool) and went to the bathroom. Someone had written "Don't get discouraged. You deserve to be here!"

I will never call them tampons again. Only vaginally absorbed power pills. Thank you, Erin.

I'm 33, and it's gone. All gone. What the hell is twerk? I had to look it up on the Urban Dictionary. I spend so much time on the world wide web, I thought surely I was still up to date on trends and whatnot, but it turns out that isn't the case. I think you hit 25 and your eyes just start passing over things, and

I am completely guilty of having been one of those side-eyers, until I went to my ex's sisters wedding. It was at the VFW, I picked up her flowers for her at Walmart two hours before the ceremony, and the place was decorated with bales of hay and friendly scare crows. Having grown up in a DC suburb and having never

"An entire GALAXY, you say...?"