This one is also good:

At least Gloria Vanderbilt managed to produce Anderson Cooper.

The fact that this thread almost immediately turned into a discussion of how much better Jessica Simpson’s brand is than Ivanka’s shitty brand is probably something that would annoy the shit out of the Trumps. Well done people.

In Texas, they call this “all hat, no cattle”.

Just like Trump is a poor man’s interpretation of what a rich man is, she is what a Pinterest Mom interprets as poised and sophisticated.

As we know more about her, her brand looks more and more tacky. Tweeting about champagne popsicles on Memorial Day? Tacky. Photo of herself in a ballgown with her baby-faced huckster of a husband’s hand on her ass? Tacky. Daddy is tacky, Stepmommy is tacky, her ghost-written book is tacky. Setting herself up with an…

I frequently pick up Ivanka trump pieces at TJ Maxx when browsing through the racks. Most seem like very basic, boring middle-management wear that aren’t up to the level of Tahari or Calvin Klein. Her clothes are exactly like her – overly safe, basic, boring, and attempting to appeal to a too- broad demographic while…

Sing a song of Mike Pence,

Look, we need to elevate the discourse above mocking a rich guy’s ridiculously ill-fitting pants. We have to be better than pointing out that it looks like he’s wearing a diaper with a load in it. Grow up! He probably just got dressed in the dark and doesn’t own any mirrors. And clearly can’t control his bowels*.

Actually the most offensive thing about this is the size of those fucking pants. I mean the guy is worht a few hundred million and the best he can do is those fucking pants? Seriously it’s not the hard to dress moderately fucking normal

I was making a joke about pioneers.

I had that very thing in mind when I posted that comment. You know, if she does have synesthesia, maybe we shouldn’t be picking on her. She’s the real victim here.

I have a feeling Ms. Smith does a fuckton of day-drinking.

Maybe she can hear color.

We have our own unique racial problems here in the NYC tristate area, yes, but Long Island is not New England.

You cow down from cowtown.

“Sorry—I live in a black neighborhood. I came here and didn’t see color.”

I don’t think this is what Willa Cather had in mind.

I grew up out there, myself and my siblings made up half of the black kids in the schoil district.

“Do you hear that? It’s the sound of the world’s tiniest violin, committing seppuku with its own bow.”