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I mean, it certainly worked in my favor that all our company Zoom calls the last year and change have been recorded. We *had* a rather awful advisor to the company who wanted to hold court with myself and the other department heads, but each week he would say something homophobic/racist/sexist/anti-semitic/you name

Just gives me weird Farrakhan/Heaven’s Gate/Waco vibes with a dash of R. Kelly strangeness for good measure, even if his kids are financially secure for now.

If you do not “get” Amano’s artwork, that is wholly on you.

If we just treat him like He Who Shall Not Be Named and do not talk about him (or move, as if he were a T-Rex), maybe he will fade into the obscurity he needs to heal.

Much as I love Final Fantasy from FFI-FFX (and Fran/Balthier from XII!) I think that the heavier and heavier reliance on Nomura-san’s hit-or-miss designs is a misstep for the direction of the series.

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Rita Ora knew this was coming with her line: Freak, freak, like my name’s Giannis!”

Cannot even keep my jaw closed as I read this. This man deserves prison and to burn infinitely. Perhaps the DNC can toss him under a bus collectively, too, while they are at it.

I’m here for the glittery leotard also. Might come in handy whenever Beyonce has another concert tour. Or I become a drum major. Or Halloween happens.

BEAM HER ALL OF THE HEALING ENERGY FROM THE ORISHAS!

Ms. Brooks’ weekly breakdowns of each episode were really the icing on the cake the entire time the Lovecraft Country train was rolling :)

I love this movement. Give me easy mode and a great story any day.

Em, I am glad you are bringing this very pertinent news to the masses. Call out these anti-historicist designers. Fill us with raaaaage! 

Da Baby is not exactly whom I would want to be learning “lessons” from in the first place, let alone my non-existent kids.

I met Dr. West briefly after returning to Xavier after Katrina, and whewww, I learned very quickly how much of a pompous prick he is, especially in the company of frat.

This nigga.

While in grad school at NYU many moons ago, I worked for an atelier who made the grandest of grand gowns and whatnot for social circles I had no idea even existed. A simple blouse from the designer easily went for north of $900—which while jaw dropping in the monetary sense—made PERFECT sense when you saw how the

Does not surprise me one bit. BUT, in a very circular way, Tulane changed my life for the better.

Neglected to mention that he was an air marshal. Armed and deadly bossy bottom.

Though I am a gay, and a princess of sorts, I can concur that the Tattoo Boyfriends DO have a certain fascination for me, and I—them.