If you don't watch Shark Tank, you're dead to me.

peach

Damn—now I feel as though my whole comment was a missed opportunity.

I looked into the comments and I guess I am the only one who clicked on the link and my first thought was: "Her first public outing since elevatorgate and this is what she pulled out of the closet?"

I commend her ability to stand "without no hips."

Getting older removes those layers of body fat...

One of my first responses to being diagnosed was about losing my hair. I was kind of terrified at the thought. Some women lead with their breasts. Contrary to my nom de plume, I lead with my hair. My doctor seemed relived to have something positive to tell me—I wouldn't lose hair with the radioactive treatment I would…

Or a tomato! "How could you pick that greenish misshapen turd?"—I think to myself quietly.

Me neither. Plus he gets the wrong everything else too. Plus he calls me while he's there and still gets everything wrong. I think he does this so that I won't ask him to do it anymore.

To be fair, would you want to go to the grocery store if you didn't have to? Plus, would you want to go if you knew that a bunch of people would stare and another bunch ask for autographs and another bunch would just follow you around looking into your cart? I lived in LA and shopped at the same grocery store as a…

We've secretly replaced your normal breasts with comic book breasts. Don't worry, only minor periodic adjustments required. The pain level? Excruciating. However, since you are drawn as a super hero, it won't hurt a bit.

But that is a little boy in the picture. In the picture in question there is a child and a grown adult. Not saying that anything wrong is going on, but you are comparing pears to grapefruit.

This is nothing Scientology can't solve.

But it's still important to show it nevertheless. Women who are afraid that it will be too traumatic a physical experience will be deterred unless someone does this. It's important even if difficult to absorb.

Julie Klausner's Real Housewives of Beverly Hills recaps on Vulture are things of such sublime beauty that even if I didn't subject myself to the show, I would read them.

It almost never had worked for me before my boyfriend. It takes a confident man to appreciate the same in the woman he is with.

You're talking to an addict, you self-important nincompoop.

I think it can be both, especially when there is a lifestyle associated with addiction that can be alluring. Before it gets bad, that is.

I don't find this guy's confidence in himself remotely attractive. And, my boyfriend found my confidence the most attractive trait about me.

It would be better because it's really awful that the allure of the high is more powerful than even the mothering instinct for some people. Poor child. Poor Peaches. Poor addicts.