I don't like to comment on the attractiveness of children, but I'd say he has all the time in the world to grow out of the awkwardness that is typical of his age.

Brooklyn Beckham got the shape of his face from dad, but the rest is from his mum. The nose, the eyes, the mouth are all Victoria. The smouldering stare needs work, though. He looks stoned.

She has four children! Three girls and a boy (all grown up now, of course).

I am, very much. I could do with being a little less of a glutton, though.

I came here to complain that I can't lose weight because in my town everybody socializes at dinner and the food is gorgeous, but I feel bad about it now.
I'm going to pat my little tummy and whisper sweet things to it.

I kicked so hard my mum once caught my foot (she says I wriggled free). I also had the hiccups. There was no mistaking my being there.

How the fuck do you not know you're pregnant? Seriously, weight gain aside, if I had a fetus kicking inside my belly I'd freak out from minute one. What did she think it was, bad gas?

I got Mystique! Jennifer Lawrence Mystique.

Supposing this were true (I hope for your sake you were exaggerating just to make a point, this being the internet), this would just make you a terrible person that has no ethics or consideration for the feelings of others and is only kept in check by the fear of retribution. Which probably expands to other areas of…

I tend to hurt myself in stupid ways, like everybody else, but here are my two top stories.

There was no Photoshop in my day and I looked like a bespectacled poodle. But that was all me: I can look back and breathe a sigh of relief that I'm not sixteen anymore. These girls's faces are being erased from memory.

I've loved this song for some time, and I like the video. It reminds me of that 9-minute fight scene between Anne Bancroft and Patty Duke in The Miracle Worker.

"You don't fail at being a person" (Neil Gaiman, "The Ocean at the End of the Lane")

For some reason, my generation (X, just to be clear) grew up terrified by the theme that signalled the end of programming on national Italian television Rai. I thought I was the only one until I posted a picture of myself standing underneath the original artwork outside the station's studios in Turin, and it turns…

That must've been hard, but I'm sure your sister knows you did and are still doing your best and loves you all the more for it. We're so tied to our gender identities that a transition can truly feel like a little death to parents. And all the while your sister has probably never been more alive. Big hugs! It sounds…

I feel for the kid.

Do teenagers count as kids? I thought teenagers counted as adults, because they don't need looking after and don't have to be fed/changed/supervised. Aside from sulking in a corner and rolling their eyes and their mum and dad dancing, they shouldn't pose a threat.

Same woman, different iteration.

Yeah, it's quite interesting, isn't it? That she advocates against female emancipation and equality while demanding that she be heard. If she took her own advice, she should be sitting meekly at home, and should have been all her life.

I don't remember ever going to a kid-free wedding, so I can't say what it would be like without, but I like kids, so personally they would have to be included. If I ever get married (I doubt it, after eleven years of living in blissful sin, but you never know) I'd love to invite my cousins with all their children. And…