cocotlan
cocotlan
cocotlan

Sansa might be my favorite character. I’m so fascinated with her change from a girl obsessed with fairy tales and romance to a woman who is going to fuck shit up as soon as she gets an ounce of power.

I thought Trystan went to King’s Landing with Myrcella and Jaime to join the Small Council? What was he doing still in Dorne?

It’s funny you say that—my wife made a sarcastic “welp, we haven’t had any nudity yet, time for Melisandre to get naked for REASONS” and I sort of agreed with her.

Except that we’ve seen her without the choker before.

But the spear through the face was all good?

I think the Dorne storyline could not be any dumber. Tonight’s episode didn’t really help all that much.

I’m not saying we are all muscle-bound rather than fat. I just don’t think height/weight BMI is as universally helpful as doctors would like to believe it is. It doesn’t account for different body types, doesn’t account for athleticism, doesn’t account for a host of other factors.

BMI, as calculated by the height/weight ratio, is almost completely useless. An athlete with a lot of muscle mass will show up as overweight.

I can’t wait until the last scene of episode one where Daenerys pulls off her mask and reveals she was Jon Snow the whole time.

I’m Latina (Mexican-American) and never know which race box to check. I don’t look white or Native American or black. I’m café-au-lait colored with freckles, very dark brown hair and eyes, and a “Roman” schnoz. Anyone else in this boat? Please advise, smart people of Jezebel.

If you have a baby after every time you have sex, you are ridiculously fertile. I mean, there’s a reason why the phrase “trying to have a baby” exists. Depending on the couple, particularly the woman, it can take months of trying to conceive.

I just kind of assumed all the characters were being put up there dead or alive.

Thank you, Madeleine.

I don’t think a couple necessarily deserves to sit together, but I’m gonna throw in an EVEN if it means you have to move to a middle seat (and I know YOU woke up at 5am to check in so you’re a GOD AMONG MEN WHO SHOULDNT HAVE TO MOVE) if you see a mother and 2 kids like slogging onto the plane late, your whole stupid

TOPPINGS??? is it a sundae?

I had this jacket in 4th grade. Everyone made fun of me.

Everyone’s mom had this sweater.

Disappeared hitch hiking in the Pacific Northwest in 1980.

My mom definitely had this sweater.