PopeAlexandersEternalSunshine
Pope Alexander
PopeAlexandersEternalSunshine

I feel bad for her. Her problem is an inherently ironic one. We want our female stars to be "discovered." To be innocent, aw gawsh little princesses who are chosen by a music label prince when they awkwardly and shyly stumble onto a karaoke stage and sing their little hearts out — not realizing their talent.

That's wasn't meant to sound shitty, btw. My boyfriend has had a nanny and housekeeper since he was a baby, so that's been his challenge.

I wasn't suggesting a sense of entitlement — I literally mean that my boyfriend, for instance, was raised in a house with a nanny and a housekeeper from the time he was a baby. So he has had someone cleaning up after him as long as he can remember. When nobody is around to tell you to close your own damn cabinet

Yep, and much like with Coach, now the logo-stamped bags — real or fake — are a sign of lower- and middle-class people trying to afford luxury.

Did you have a parent/housekeeper who took care of most of the cleaning growing up — ie. you weren't responsible for household chores?

Because everyone around you will know you can afford to spend stupid amounts of money on a bag that holds your other money.

Is this not the same thing as shoe designers raising the price of their heels from $300 to $900 post-Sex and the City? It's about making sure that the people buying your products are in a certain class. And SatC made it seem like the average woman should be buying designer heels, so Louboutin and his ilk had to raise

Yep. She literally chose to judge all mothers who do not have a good figure, and then turned around and said, "I can't be responsible for their reactions."

I have no idea. The problem is that you walk into the kitchen afterwards and it looks like a bomb has gone off. No matter how messy the kitchen, open cupboards make it look 200% worse.

Dan Savage calls this the "price of admission." If you can't put up with it, then you don't feel like paying for this ride anymore, and you should get off. Sage advice to keep you sane when you realize that in the grand scheme of things, certain people who have to leave the cupboard doors open and all of the pull-out

@ your boss

Yep — women's opinions are really borne of a sense of inadequacy. They should just "get over it" and move on, because men don't dwell on these pointless pursuits. After all, it's not like a group of men just shut down the entire fucking government and fucked a whole lot of people over just because they didn't like the

Yes — normal blush brush. And yes, very strong likelihood of little pearls getting crushed underfoot if you're a butterfingers.

Right. It's important to be healthy. It's not important to spend 2 hours a day in the gym and drink kale smoothies. Just like it's important to have a creative outlet, but not everybody needs to upcycle their light bulbs into planters and roll chalkboard paint onto their old pickle jars.

Yep. It's driving me crazy and my co-workers who've been lucky enough to be deemed "fuckable" are crumbling under the stress. Everybody loses, except for the man.

Y'know, I really don't give a fuck about what someone wants to wear to the gym. You want to wear your gymkini? Cool. I'll be over here in my mustard-stained sweats. You want to wear full makeup? Cool. As long as everybody keeps to themselves, I couldn't care less.

It's already happening. Mostly businessmen buying concealer and lots of skin care products to look youthful and "alert" during meetings and presentations.

Exaaccctllly. Like I love Michelle Dockery, I think she's a gorgeous woman, so imagine how awesome she'd look with a deep wine lip and some light smoke around her eyes. Instead she's forced into this shit:

lmao. That's awesome.

I'm still not comfortable with foundation, to be honest. I don't like the finished product even when I have applied it "flawlessly." So I usually just get a serum from the drug store (I'm using L'Oreal Age Perfection right now, but the Boots serum worked well, too), add about a dime-sized amount of serum to my hand,