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Some really sloppy layers, but I am digging that teal leather coat, and the idea of wearing teal as dark and masculine color instead of the more common pop of cheery color we usually see.

I think part of me is always thinking about sex with Tom Hardy.

Care for a gif?

I'm just going to leave this here with you, darling.

I get the dislike for the idea of "ladylike" behavior expected of a lady, but I'd sure as hell rather be called a lady than a girl. I'm 24, not 8.

My grandmother "likes" status updates randomly. She'll "like" good things, or funny stories, and then she'll "like" the story about how I can't afford a place to live. It feels like a slap in the face. And when I tried to politely tell her (on her wall) that she should only "like" good things, my aunt jumped down my

I live near DC. At my first visit a few years ago, I was walking with some friends when I remarked what a pretty bank that building was. My friend actually had to sit down in the middle of the sidewalk from laughing so hard. When he finally calmed down, he told me it was the the Scientology headquarters for the area.

Sometimes I feel like I'm the only person on this site who fucking loves mail and sends letters.

Am I the only person who never masturbated or rubbed against a pillow or literally anything until I did it by accident at 12? (I had an itch. I scratched it. It felt amazing and all of a sudden I had an orgasm.) I mean, I looked at myself and whatnot, but never did anything at all like masturbation as a child...this

I miss that, too. Seeing comments like those and how we're all just angry, ugly man-haters and men's rights activists spewing their bile and burner accounts created just to mock people, plus the spammers...this new system sucks ass. I miss the old comment system. :(

Stop using all products with parabens, artificial scents and colors and laundry lists of chemicals you can't pronounce. Don't use heat at all, and never, ever tease your hair. Never brush it while it's wet—comb only. Wear it up most of the time (it's very good for your hair as it protects it) in a not-too-tight style.

What the hell? You need someone's permission to "keep" "his" name? If you legally change your name because you got married, isn't that just your name as long as you'd like? Why on earth does the other person have to grant permission? Do you need their permission to change it in the first place?

I think he'd duped at first, but when he's covered in soda and they're laughing at him, he gets what's going on and he gets in a nice reversal when he takes his shirt off.

I'm missing how the older ad is "charmingly clever" while the newer ad is "vulgar." I feel the exact opposite.In the new one, the guy knows the women think he's hot and they're ogling him—so he plays along. Everyone has a good time. The first ad is gross because they guy isn't in on the exhibition; that's the one that

Did you ever think that maybe so many women spend time day-dreaming (to whatever level) about their wedding because it is, for many women, the only time they'll host a party like this? How many people really hold dinner parties versus just having friends over for dinner or other casual gatherings? Weddings are

I do love that waist!

I'm so glad I'm not the only one who thought that! Maybe a more natural hair color would have fixed that.

Agreed—I think she gets the "Best Dress of the Night" award.

Make sure you each have your own space, and talk about what to do when you both want to be alone but in the same space. We didn't have a real living room area or an area for our computers, so our computers were right next to our tv and gaming consoles. (We didn't want electronics in the bedroom.) It could get really

The Sandman by Gaiman. Shitty 90s art, but a really engrossing story. It can get depressing, and it's nearly always dark, but it's soooooo good. It's interesting to note that it's set in America, but written before Gaiman spent any amount of time in America, so it's both like and unlike how you might see America. It's