I say Cara Delevingne as Jem. She can do girl next door and she can do goddess. And she can sing.

(I’ve just realized that Matt Bomer may actually be a poor choice for Rio, who is hispanic. Let the fantasy casting begin.)

So many ways to do this right. Do it as an ‘80s tribute, fill it with exaggerated references to ‘80s icons and iconic objects (Walkmans! Landline phones! Portable stereos! Letters!), get ‘80s celebrities to do cameos and Juliette Lewis as Pizzazz and Matt Bomer as Rio (you KNOW it’s right), make it funny and campy,…

It’s a Modigliani, for God’s sake. It’s not some random painting of a naked chick.

I smell false equivalence. She never said that. She said that losing weight to comply with a standard of beauty made her feel like she was going against her beliefs. She never tied her weight to her feminism or said she was a feminist because she was overweight. You’re reading it wrong.

It’s still unclear to me how she got to keep Suri, when Nicole Kidman was “disconnected” from her children upon the divorce.

Jail doesn’t exactly do wonders for your skin, I hear.

Reasons being that ex boyfriends are the natural suspects in this kind of murder cases, alas. It was fairly easy to pin it on Adnan.

Unless Jay did it. Not saying he did, but if he had it would totally make sense.

I’ve literally just watched “Going Clear” on Netflix and I can’t even THINK of Tom Cruise without getting the bad kind of goosebumps.

Bowman’s hymen isn’t the business of the internet at large

Both Windsor-Mountbatten princes will eventually turn into their granddad. William is already well on his way to that. The seed is strong.

Nope. He looks like a Photoshop morphing of Mia and Frank. No Woody in there at all.

I’m old enough to know that you will always look back on yourself and see how happy you were, not how skinny.

Amy Winehouse hadn’t seen much shit when she wrote it. She was young and heartbroken, which is something a fifteen-year-old can probably relate to, even if she hasn’t spiralled into a bout of alcohol-and-drug-fuelled depression as a result of getting dumped by one of the most obnoxious, evil blokes ever to grace the…

No. I think we’re all starting to realize that Ed Droste from Grizzly Bear was right: she’s a real-life Regina George.

The problem here is that they’re sexualizing a baby. A literal baby. It is gross beyond belief.

The Dave story is up there with the picture of the boyfriend in a Snuggie with the ghost peeking out in the background as the stuff that’s going to keep me awake for days.

Definitely associated with sand, surf and tanned dudes.

(Note: Churchill died before Bob Dylan could really peak.)