They might all be too far along for that to be less heartbreaking and harrowing than carrying the pregnancy to term.

Oh no, not really. They were “married off” to the fighters, allegedly, so all the sex was legitimate! Of course.

Except he probably didn’t take the time to drug them.

If I stumbled into it I’d probably laugh my head off. They didn’t actually harass anyone, did they? They were just streaking, basically, which is ridiculous - if you’re looking; it still looks like a ton of fun to do - but completely harmless. I mean, look at them. Come on. It’s hilarious.

At first I thought “Me? No, I’m a rational person, I have cried a lot but nothing crazy” and then OH WAIT. I actually had my picture taken in the buff for a photographic project that sought to highlight natural beauty. I thirty, fresh out of my one serious relationship, and I was looking to distance myself as much as…

That headline’s just made my day.

Yeah, it messed with my head a little. And it’s weird, because I actually look all right, I’m super healthy and have good skin. I actually had dreams about this last night. Age is a strange beast.

I did another one and it said 37. Look, website, I get it: I’m old.

It says I’m 41. I’m 42. So... ok.

Yeah, exactly. Carbs and more carbs!

I can’t for the life of me figure out where in Rome that Rome picture was taken.

Let’s all act appropriately surprised.

I’m nowhere near getting married - I’m lazy, we’re not terribly interested - but if we ever do I hope my legs are still slim, because I’m going cocktail length. I want to be able to own the dancefloor and look great while doing it.

No probs. It’s what the community’s for!

Isn’t that “Vieira”?

My nephew grew up in a selfie-free family and he started doing the exact same thing with his uncle’s Macbook at about the same age as North. It’s the gimmick they love, and discovering their own reflection. They’re also a little bit in love with themselves at that age, which is good, because they have all the time in…

She is not very bright indeed. Everything is forwardable.

I’m a writer, a stickler for grammar, I run a YA literature blog and I once made a joke based on Linux code. My former colleagues when I was doing TV called me “Nerdissima”.

“Whatever in love means”. It’s infamous.

Can’t help with anything except the lipstick. I only started a few years ago and it’s all in picking the exact shade that goes with your skin tone. Literally anyone can get away with red lippy as long as they keep their eye make-up simple.