I had a “Presentation” bouquet, the type you cradle in your arms, for my Fall wedding. I put it on my Father’s grave...he had died that spring.

Great. Jeans that necessitate a Brazilian wax....

So many layers of wrong. I’ll go for the obvious one....where is her hoop skirt/petticoat/crinoline? Them’s some pointy knees.

My first boyfriend broke up with me because he was upset that he chipped a tooth. Or so he said.

I have lots of leftovers. I donated one to my co-worker for her three year old son - he was Vince Neil for Halloween!

It's my heart on my sleeve...forever. We also had custom temporary tattoos made for our guests and the same design was on our cake.

Because - kids.

Weddings? I have had a few.

Sounds like milia, not pimples. I feel for you.

I buy mine mostly from Simply Be (UK Company), Lane Bryant, and Torrid. Yes - Torrid!!

Moto Jackets are my repeat-purchase vice. Leather, pleather, linen, denim, cotton, sweater-knit, jersey, boucle, tweed, metallic, cropped, hi-low, quilted, studded, belted, buckled, zippered... I got em all.

That's one aggressive candy....

I'm down. I love cotton candy.... I think I didn't get my RDA of it as a kid.

"Biffed her shit" is my new favorite phrase.

Impressively harsh!

So, so gross. I can imagine the director instructing her exactly how to act....."You're intrigued, yet afraid. You've never seen an unwrapped lollipop before..."

Joan Freaking Cusack.......!!!

For the longest time I thought the name was "Tagalog", like the language. Which, in conjunction with "Samoas"......kind of made sense?

Hippo farts.....bonus?