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true. & very funny. the comment & the eyelashes. & the eyeliner, come to think of it.

true. & very funny. the comment & the eyelashes. & the eyeliner, come to think of it.

true. & very funny. the comment & the eyelashes. & the eyeliner, come to think of it.

true. & very funny. the comment & the eyelashes. & the eyeliner, come to think of it.

true. & very funny. the comment & the eyelashes. & the eyeliner, come to think of it.

true. & very funny. the comment & the eyelashes. & the eyeliner, come to think of it.

apologies for forgetting to mention that all her egomania is driven by coke & tweek, not just the underlying disorder. unbelievable amounts of the abovenoted substancii cos not only has she still, perhaps, money somewhere but she's getting also it for free from people who still, for whatever reason, just wanna be

it's not at all hard to understand whats cooking here—especially if yr more or less from her world. i dont mean the fancy part, i mean the dirt part. which is a nice word for whats coating the road she's chosen to go down.

it is not women's responsibility to prevent men from thinking the ridiculously dreadful imaginary quantity known as impure thoughts.

if theyre so terrible why the h-e-double-toothpicks did most of them design so many pairs of platform shoes? all but jimmy choo, i think, who may have designed a few but who specialized in creating some of the most painfully unwearable shoes evar evar on earth. thin lines, sure, but what good is a line

there is some hope, i think. if you read the book behind the beautiful forevers by katherine boo you will learn a lot about the justice system in india. the book came out last year, was almost ridiculously lauded—it's not a brilliant book, really, not for its style of authorship, not for even being particularly

theres no question that she's pretty but she's also wearing nothing, recently had a baby, has no stretch marks & has been considerably & fairly obviously airbrushed. there are no points for feminism here—it's not a quarter of a step forward, it's pick-yr-number of steps back. pointlessly zippered underpants on the

we really really really really really need to stop paying attention to lindsay lohan. like, um, now. she wasnt all that great to begin w/ & she surely is not improving w/ age. i know the world is depthless right now. but there are a zillion people on it, fifty percent of whom are somewhere between mildly & moderately

how is al roker fat?

there is a petition, link below, for reinstating the abovenoted as a student in good standing. it needs to be signed:

whenever i hear people get upset about older teenagers dating guys in their early twenties, of all things, it just makes me wanna bash my head against the wall. i dont know how old you are but i would assume at the very most you could go two generations back in yr own family & find a few people who not only dated but

her fate was mostly controlled by her parents. her father is/was [not certain if he's still w/ us, apologies] a television director & her mother was/is [ibid] blythe danner. she was born into a life of privilege & did not create her life as a businesswoman [as you call her] via the meagre means so many of us actually

dean franklin portman has herpes. if you ask him how this came about he will tell you he got it from a carñe asada burrito. i am remarkably grateful that his contagion status encumbered him long after i had any interest in doing so. he's old now, probably older than most of the people reading any or all of this

if i have some idea who's attached to jessica simpson & her kids—me, who has never owned a television in all my life & cares nothing about pop culture—this question cant be anything other than a joke. really. i think.

for heavens sake it's about alienation not entitlement! think harder.