I saw the headline and thought “Look into her eyes”

Moving on, Nicole Kidman is 48 and pregnant with her third child with Australian flat iron salesman Keith Urban. (I forgot they had two.) (I regularly forget they’re married.) (I sometimes forget Urban exists.)

pic of me at work

I mean, he looks good, but I feel like for 195k you should be Zac Efron jacked.

Oh, you know my sister?

“Delirious” played on Scandal, too.

Prince wasn’t stupid. I am sure he had plenty of financial planning advice. I find it difficult to believe he didn’t have a will for any other reason than he didn’t want one.

Ugh. Capitalism at its best! Side note: arguing over a dead relatives assets has to be the worst thing ever. The body is barely cold and you’ve got your asshole brother in law asking after your father’s watch collection.

Y’all really think so? In that pic, he looks botoxed to the hilt. The lack of wrinkles is so noticeable juxtaposed with all the other (attractive) signs of aging. Leave your skin alone, dude!

Fifth Ave Easter Parade: Amazing hats by the people, for the people

Superbad came out the week I graduated high school, so it holds a soft spot for me (half of my class went to see it after graduation practice and we were so inspired by the movie, we all went to someone’s house and got teenaged drunk on shitty beer at 5 pm on a Thursday. One of my favorite memories). Yeah, some parts…

Would you rather fight 100 duck-sized horses or 1 horse-sized duck? Would you rather have a rich dad who is a porn star or a poor dad who is the school janitor?

The stylists on Wendy Williams today called K & K a bad matchy prom couple.

Not sure, but I think I saw that jacket in the Reba McIntyre section at Dillard’s.

Great book, but it only works with an appropriately dramatic reading. I usually pretend I’m venting to my children about my own life and the burdens of motherhood when I read the line "I HAVE DREAMS Y'KNOW!"

You wore it better! She looks like my grandma’s bedspread.

lol he’s her sound engineer. his name is Steve.

If Carly Fiorina was a liberal god send destined to defend reproductive rights, repeal the second amendment, expand universal health care, implement policies to confront the very real issues of race in our society, and cure AIDS, I would still think this singing was creepy as fuck.