I’m glad your mom explained things to teenage you.

What a piece of work.

That top pic is gorge. Also, I need those perfect roses in my life.

Women can’t wear whatever makes them comfortable— they have to get a fucking bikini-zone wax just to play a fucking game of tennis. Why should men get off easier? So put on those fucking bikini briefs, boys, you’re putting on a show here. Play to your audience, just like the girls do. If the girls can do it, you can…

while I thank her for not letting a moment of this show pass without showing off her magnificent thighs.

Something like this work better for you?

Nothing says America like our most traditional and popular sport, polo.

That not’s not really the case from a Black perspective. We are told we HAVE to measure up to a yardstick that is very real and VERY mediocre 99 percent of the time and we handle it like we always do. With humor and a side eye.

every word on urban dictionary is slang for blow jobs.

That’s the amusing thing — Rebecca as a name peaked in the early 70s, so most actual Rebeccas are well over 40*, and Becky as both a given and nickname peaked in the 50s and died in the late 80s/early 90s, so this becoming the slang for “bitchy white woman” is hilarious, although handy since no one is actually named…

My brother had a Sable one but it wasn’t even wrestler Sable; she was in a sparkly black evening gown!

I didn’t go in for the whole wrestling craze as a kid, though majority of my male friends did (and still do now, it’s actually really endearing the nostalgic love they have for it still) but I remember, clear as day, watching Chyna whenever she was on TV. I thought she was like Xena and Wonder Woman put together and…

Chyna was the fist woman that made me want to be strong instead of pretty.

Even as a teenager, I liked Chyna because she was different. She was strong and tough. Also, she was funny and pretty. I liked that about her.

I think this is what submission looks like. This feels like the result of years and years of conditioning and being told that your skin, your nose and everything about you isn’t good enough. this is what happens when you finally believe it. The forces are very real to take one of the proudest to ever do it and turn…

It would have been better if when Kylie finally turned around her face was a decrepit ghost and she lunged at the camera and killed Rob.

And let’s be real, there were undoubtedly multiple “Beckys.”

But it is incredibly strange how people tend to cast most of the blame for infidelity on the other woman instead of the person in the relationship.

Honestly, the ‘nodramaqueens’ hashtag is what annoyed me. Like really, you’re going to call his wife a ‘drama queen’ because she doesn’t like that you slept with her husband? It’s such shit. Beyonce is somehow ‘dramatic’ for reacting with pain to the fact that her man is cheating. OK.

This always gets me! Especially in an era where you can have an open relationship if you want that, why would you commit to a monogamous one? And if you’re knowingly with someone who is in a committed monogamous relationship with someone else, what’s going through your head?