Sure, but don’t go throwing gas on a burning house. And “music critics” have no fucking business telling musicians that they are too fat. Just think about it-what if Carpenter had cured cancer or something. Yeah OK, somebody would still probably say something like that. .

Yes, that part gave me the creeps, the still needing the parents’ validation. But I’m glad she did what she did.

Thirty seven years ago today Karen Carpenter died of complications caused by anorexia, which apparently started after a critic said she was chubby. In a trade magazine. That hardly anybody but industry people reads.

Yeah, I remember when they carried actual brands, not the house-brand only shit.

TACO BELL CANTINAS!!! I love love love this!

And those measurement ‘formulas’ they have for bras are bullshit anyway. According to my measurements, I need a size 40B which isn’t even a thing as far as I know. Depending on my weight and the bra in question, I comfortably wear a 36C or D or a 38 C or D.

This also means that Charles, or even Wills for that matter, should not/cannot?  be the head of the Church of England once they become king.

They will have to just wear tight pants all the time. Baggy pants=too risky.

He was on colbert the other night and said there's not much they can do about it. 

I few years back I worked out with a certified personal trainer. (A family member was dying of cancer and I wasn’t eating very much just then [and was consequently a bit underweight] or getting enough physical activity. in other words, not taking care of myself). At the end of the two months of twice weekly sessions I…

It’s back??? Yet another reason to be glad I do not have cable. 

Well, if I have to drown, please please please let me be in ruffles and sequins.

That sounds like the mother of all winter indoors projects! I’m starting mine tomorrow.

He called you in the middle of the night to tell you all about having sex with somebody else? And he thought you had broken up? That some weird shit there.

That’s kinda what I got out the word salad that was her speech? I think that’s what I thought. Right now I think I’ll have a shot of tequila and mull it over some more. On second thought, I’ll just have the tequila. Good night.

Yes, me too. Why doesn’t the press go bug that gross f*cker? Anyway, good luck to Harry en famille. I wish them happiness.

Dozens, plural? Oh dear lord it can’t possibly more than two, right? I hope I’m right.

Yes, all that, and why do the pants legs look all rumply? Eeewww.

I’m not a huge fan of texting anyway. Here’s another reason to dislike it. Ugh what a weirdo.

Child rapist Prince Andy is to blame.