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I LOOOOOOOOOOOOOOVE IT!

I have this fight every year with my mom who insists that "certain" (e.g. old or overweight) women shouldn't let "everything" hang out. And I say, "WHY NOT?" It's their everything after all. If they are happy let it hang, let it swing, let it free. Be nude. Wear a swim burqa. Just be comfortable. What you put on your…

Tootsie, but it's a woman dressing up as a different woman.

Just so everyone knows, this guy is MR YogaNerdMD, so the "we" Bunty is referring to includes yours truly!

She's British but it's one of those odd things that almost everyone sounds American while singing - it's hilarious that's true for her even when singing in Japanese.

Ohhh I do love me some She-Ra! Gotta give a shout out to Rainbow Brite!

She-Ra was pretty awesome. I can't think of any others from back then though.

Noooo ... The radical feminists that run Hollywood are rounding up all copies right now (even yours! and no more streaming!). When the reboot is finished, all copies of old Ghostbusters will be thrown into Pele's mouth while Adele plays.

The more I think about a gender swapped Sex and the City, the more I am intrigued. I'm just picturing a dude obsessed with shoes and his tumultuous relationship with a powerful, wealthy, commitment-phobe lady in a power suit.

Ghostbusters wouldn't have been ruined, but us guys took M back. Game on.

PHASE I: VIDEO GAMES

I was honestly pretty meh about this idea until the screeching backlash started.

*It's about Ethics in Our Childhoods.

Someone posted this over on io9 earlier. YES, PLEASE.

I was MOH for my best friend from childhood. I know her. I KNOW her better than her parents, husband, and better than she knows herself. I have gone through countless formal and prom dresses that were body type unflattering, ridiculously trendy, and have had to help burn or shred pictures that she is later…

"Mom, you'd be prettier if you were nicer."

My mother is a horror show but I invited her dress shopping because she was in town for the weekend and I figured it was just a day…what could go wrong. Anyway, it wasn't too bad until we got to a dress she loved and I was "meh." Then they brought out another dress and it was "THE ONE". I loved it. It loved me.…

I wore my mom's dress. As she handed over the box to me, she said, "I'm sure you will have to take it in A LOT. I was very chunky in 1968." Cut to me trying on the dress a few weeks later at the alteration place. Dress fit me like a glove. That was like delayed shade.

I bought my wedding dress in a city where none of my friends or relatives lived because we had just moved when we decided to get married. I went shopping alone. I thought it was going to be sad but it was nice, I could really chose what I liked the most. When I was trying on my favorite dress the mother of another…