That was my first thought. As a women who is generously endowed in the labia dept: I have always been this way. Activity does not change your labia.

CAN WE ALSO TALK ABOUT HOW THE SIZE AND SHAPE OF ONE’S LABIA HAS ABSOLUTELY NOTHING TO DO WITH THE AMOUNT OF SEX ONE HAS???

All I can really say is this commenter woman obviously has no idea how to dress for a “night out on the town” because the meteorologist is dressed perfectly for her job.

I bet you she complains on Facebook about how everyone is so sensitive and offended by everything these days.

Clashing colors?! No. Magenta and turquoise live together in harmony, you craprabbit! Learn to use a color wheel.

I went to a drag brunch on Sunday, and their grand finale song was “Touch You Like This.” Lets just say, there was copious amounts of reminiscent lip-synching by both the queens and the audience alike.

This is the best thing Jezebel has ever posted.

I am personally a huge fan of “It’s All Coming Back to Me Now,” aka Celine’s Meatloaf moment.

This reminded me of the many summer afternoons I spent with my friends in middle school, all of us with hair wet from the pool and freshly applied glitter on our faces, doing terrible karaoke that was at least 80% Celine Dion songs with our pathetic voices and even worse impersonations of her theatrics. Those were…

This made me very happy. I’d much rather read about people enjoying things than snarking everything for snark’s sake (yes, I know which website I’m on). You do you and enjoy whatever music you want, guilt-free.

I just wanna say I am SO FUCKING STOKED TO READ THIS!!! I’m going to go do 3 work things so I can come back and revel in this without feeling too too guilty.

If I were a millionaire I would shop Amazon listings Price: High to Low.