I always tell this story when Jimmy Fallon comes up- but my cousin worked the NBC box at one of the recent Super Bowls, and she said Jimmy Fallon was unbelievably nice. Held the door for her, chatted while she was making his drinks (asked her where she was from, how she got the job, what she was studying in college,…

Easy RDJ, here's your new look.

"[Firth] has a briefly seen, occasionally mentioned fiancée named Olivia (Catherine McCormack), who is a fellow skeptic and an intellectual peer, meaning that she has no chance with him."

I caught him talking about his pregnant wife on The Today Show this morning. That little throwaway comment cause a "clean up on aisle thighs" situation way more than anything I saw in the Fifty Shades trailer.

I am at home and googled that verbatim. I found a great picture on the UK's Metro of a guy in a lab coat with what is possibly Rasputin's penis in a jar. I think it will convey my message perfectly—regardless of how they interpret it.

yep, it's time to drag this out:

I am fucking AMAZED by the guys that do this. I can't even wrap my head around it, it's like we're a fundamentally different species. My dick and I get along great and we have pretty high opinions of one another (well, I assume the well regard is reciprocated) but it has never once in my entire life occurred to me to…

Dunno, how about keep going on dates and treating people well until you find someone you click with? Like the rest of us.

You should have gone to the bathroom and said "I'll send you something too", then sent him a picture of a bigger dick.

I just sent myself a Knotting Fan fic, emailed it to myself about a hundred times in hopes the NSA will read it.

My favorite celebrity sighting of all time is Debbie Reynolds, at a restaurant in the Valley, came in and did a twirl while waving to everyone there - wearing a caftan and a large celebrity brooch.

Damn, I just posted 2 of those 3 same vintage photos — hello, fellow traveler.

Reminds me of a story, Herman Goering showed up to an Anschluss meeting dressed in a caftan, high as a kite, wearing made up medals. He walked by Hitler during the meeting, and Hitler did a double take.

One of my style icons re: caftans—-Talitha Getty. Yes, she was a messed up heroin addict, but DAMN girlfriend was stunning:

And bonus: Yves Saint Laurent (who spent a lot of time in Marrakech)—

it's not cultural misappropriation. They are just clothes, not sacred symbols of the culture. As long as you aren't wearing them as a at to mock Indian culture, then it's a no-go. Wear and enjoy them. May I recommend some nice baggy kameez pants. They are like formal PJs, but more comfortable.

I am hosting a caftan and casserole party next weekend! Mad excited.

I recently finished creating what I am referring to as the Helen Roper Memorial Beach and Pool Caftan. It's a pretty simple little number, but the fabric is a gorgeous Pucci-esque printed silk charmeuse. I'm happy with it, with one caveat: Should I ever have the great good fortune to be clad in the HRMBaPC and…

THEY'RE ALL GONNA LAUGH AT YOU!