auntie-socialite
Auntie-Socialite
auntie-socialite

Also, I mean - imagine a hangry Lindsay?

Gauche. Bougie. Nouveau Roche Trash.

*twirls mid stage on the runway, flips cape off, reveals milkmaid costume to screams of WERK BITCH! from fellow contestants*

As Lord of the Ducks said, your issue is that the Apple interior is too wet.

lol well I’d go into more detail, but probably it’s best if I not for reasons of anonymity. I’m retired now, and leading a circumspectly sedate life as a little ho on the prairie...

Cart hotdogs at 3 am are the BEST hotdogs. 

Be a true Canadian, and use the toe as garnish in a Caesar!

“Nicolas Cage’s favorite sandwich is roast lamb on white bread with a bit of mayonnaise and arugula.“

Well, it did buy my house...

As someone who was once in a paid triad with a rich, jealous, quasi senile old man, can confirm that this book was 💯 in its truthiness. Enough so that the aforementioned man threw it across the room at about the 1/4 mark, and insisted we all discuss how much Hef was wronged by the author.

Go forth and prosper. You’re amazing and I look forward to reading you at your gig. Like Caity, you’re worth following.

The black sesame tea latte was AMAZING - salty, sweet, umami tea goodness - but it’s already disappeared from Starbucks here in the GTA.  

Eww, no. This just sounds like a bacteria farm waiting to happen. 

Eww, no. This just sounds like a bacteria farm waiting to happen. 

I watched it as a child, and am still not 100% sure it wasn’t a drug induced hallucination. 

This is the best comment I’ve ever read.

I am DYING to see this! Is there a release date?

I miss film festival clients. You always got the most adorable weirdos, with the most esoteric fetishes.

Yesterday afternoon, I saw a drunk out of his mind guy screaming at a trash can. He was wearing a lovely “Friends” logo emblazoned ringer T.

Let me tell you a story that was told to me when I was about 12. Like me, my mother struggled with her weight her whole life, until she was in the hospital, dying by the slowest of slow degrees from four forms of cancer, at a time when the goal of health care was “she who lasts longest, wins”.

I have no idea what this show is, or what a “Potomac” is, for that matter, but I suddenly want to watch it on a tape loop forever.