LaGiulia
LaGiulia
LaGiulia

I'm curious as to how the Daily Mail gets to these subjects. Does Too Hot For Tinder write a letter to the paper? An e-mail? Does the DM staff actually read e-mails from readers? Let's suppose they do. What in the world would drive a normal person to contact the staff and tell them she thinks she's too hot to date?

What is this? First Tracie, then you, then Lindy (not in that order, whatever, I'm shocked). Callie. Everyone's leaving. I'm starting to feel a bit uncomfortable. Also, old.

Excuse me, but we have enough tax fraudsters in my country without Joe Giudice. Please don't deport him. Thank you.

As a general rule, never sleep more than once with people who are so self-involved that they assume you'd want to spend the rest of your life with them, or even two minutes looking at this absurdly long-winded text. (Keep it short, man. I've got work to do.)
This guy thinks he's so brilliant that if you sleep with him

You need to know this (I know you do): "Provolone" is a cheese. It's also Roman for someone who will (unctuously) hit on any woman in sight.

I can't stand her constant pouting. She's a woman who is still trying to reap all the benefits of looking like a young teenager, which basically translates into batting her lashes and doing the sexy googly eye thing at the camera. Enough with that, really.

I can totally see Kim and Kanye as Summer Island royals who pop up later in the GoT universe just to stir things up.

I like George. Everybody likes George. But I'm glad we will finally be able to turn on the news and see some actual news instead of embarrassed reporters trying to squeeze out some meaningful statement from annoyed wedding guests and befuddled passers-by.

That's bad romance. Good romance does not have that problem.

I wrote something quite extensive about Nicholas Sparks and his brand of emotionally manipulative quasi-lit a while ago. As for the "taming of a man", A Walk to Remember was all about a saintly girl taming a wild boy. And then dying. Because in Sparks's books, people die. It's a rule. You need to die, or people won't

The Red Hot Chili Peppers did it better.

When she's done admiring her own backside in the mirror and singing about it, perhaps she will notice that other things in the world require her attention.

Judging by these, I've been having a heart attack for the past ten years.

At any rate, it was fairly obvious that they had no Emma Watson nudes. Otherwise they would've posted them immediately to humiliate her and divert attention from her message.
Posting a countdown would've been effective if they'd been trying to get her to do something, which they weren't, since she wasn't going to

They're mad at her for having an opinion and not simply posing with some kind of pornface somewhere, which is the only way some idiots like their women. Silent, compliant, and willing (except, you know, they're WHORES).
It's the only power they feel they have, the power of humiliation. Speak all you want, lady, we can

I'm going running right now. If I leave my house there is always a chance that I'll be mugged or assaulted.

This is very true. Of course some mothers will regret having children, but putting it in writing is unnecessarily harsh.

Aow.

He may have been a pedophile and not attracted to grown women? Let's look at the facts: he met Effie when she was 12 and wrote a novel for her. He later met Rose La Touche when she was nine and became engaged to her when she was a teen (they were never married: Rose's family inquired with Effie and she discouraged

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I got distracted halfway through it by the sudden appearance of Riccardo Scamarcio, who appears to have a bit part in this but is a rather big star in his home country. Also, the leading man in one of the highest-grossing, soppiest romances in the history of Italian film. This: