My dad proposed to my mom back in the 80s using a ring made from a beautiful stone my grandpa picked up in Vietnam. Not even a gem. It looks like a tiger’s eye, maybe? They were broke hippies who got divorced like four years later, so now I have the ring. It doesn’t fit my finger but I plan to get it resized and make…

I never thought I would say this, but Heidi Klum’s dress is the star for me!

This was my favorite part of the New Yorker piece. I imagine any and all Fox News personalities have their David Townsends. I bet my grandpa is one of them. 

I have an aversion to Katy Perry (and her engagement ring) but mazel tov to these two!

In second or third grade, a boy in class showed up with a satin rose and a beautiful card for me. His mom was a tattoo artist and she drew me the most beautiful Valentine. I did not harbor romantic feelings for this boy (or his rat-tail) but you better believe I carried that rose around all day, even though I…

I am periodically reminded how lucky I am to only have two stupid tattoos, and one I quite like. Lucky because I got enough of a bug to get two stupid ones. But because tattoos are and should be expensive, I couldn’t afford to get that Dashboard Confessional lyric I so wanted like 10 years ago. And then my bug faded,…

I knew my superintendent, growing up in a suburb of Portland. The point is that you decided to take a story about a woman who went above and beyond for a kid in need and then tried to make it tawdry like, for no reason. So I guess, just, shut up is all. 

I dated a guy a few years back who didn’t tell me he was a “Christian” for a few weeks after we were getting to know each other. I will give him this, he told me his beliefs were his business and that he was happy to chat about it if asked but otherwise had no interest in evangelizing at people. That’s the only way my…

I think she licenses her name for these clubs. Why anyone would want to pay for the Lohan name is beyond me, but I feel like maybe I read something about that.

Thank you. I was kind of shocked at how what he’s going through was characterized. This isn’t the holidays or a breakup, for fuck’s sake. What is going on here?

As a vaper, I still occasionally smoke cigarettes. I’m not sure I’m trying hard enough though. I also get shamed for vaping by people who aren’t convinced it’s any better than a cigarette.

The baby is big and beautiful, and legit came out with an overwhelming head full of incredible, dark hair. My sister is very feminine and very into dressing girly, so definitely this baby is looking awesome all the time but in fun green dresses! And onesies with animals on them! In her space-themed nursery!

My sister just had a baby girl and she is adamant about equal color representation. Our extremely progressive mother can’t understand that she’s *shock* completely unbothered if people think her child might be a boy. 

One time in high school, my friends and I decided to have some drinks before a basketball game (so like two beers or something) and realized we smelled like alcohol. In our wisdom, we went into the locker room and sprayed Love Spell into our mouths. Because that obviously covers up alcohol with a strong aroma of…

K, so she’s saying it definitely wasn’t about pasta. 

Ariana: yes GIRL, get your friends and put a ring on it.

A few years ago I noticed he had matured, from a very...doll-ish looking boy into a hot man and I’m not ashamed anymore, he can get it.

The moment I first saw this story, I thought, “Oh gross.” Like, if you need to have a public proposal, wait for her to finish the goddamn race you dramatic asshole. The assumption that getting engaged is a bigger accomplishment to her than running a fucking marathon, like come on.

I just remembered he also bled on my super-cute cowgirl dress.

I’m not embarrassed to say YAYYYY.