I feel like this says more about the way society tells people to think about domestic violence as somehow less serious, or something understandable.

“What part of your dignity would be sacrificed by that?”

One of the most generous things shared in this book was the issue of marriage counselling. It really couldn’t have been an easy thing to admit to.

I support your delusion and am now choosing to believe it was Topolobampo, simply because that’s where my brother and his fiance went out to dinner the night he proposed last January (they’re both lawyers, too).

100% same!

It’s an insane amount of money and eat the rich and so on.

How cool is it that a real artist decided to make a real life version from the painting in Bojack’s office?

Nah, this is Hallmark shit. I didn’t see a single person get murdered by a staircase.

Lifeflix

Why would a prince marry a zombie?

I watched the original on Christmas Eve last year and I loved it.  Don’t get me wrong, it was terrible, but in the best way.  It was very, very well acted, just hokey as hell.  My friend and I spent the entire film yelling out what trope we thought was coming up next and about 97% of the time we were right and it was…

Except you met a queen.

I’m just so grateful to see a Netflix movie that FINALLY reflects my own personal experience.

OMG, that poor kid. These look like early 2000s Missy Elliot backup dancer costumes mashed up with a YA dystopian novel. Plus ...old Chucks?

As if all the plastic waste from a regular Keurig wasn't bad enough. 

There are a hundred other Goop-a-like businesses, all selling the same mumbo-jumbo vaginal eggs and spooky magic powders.

I ship MBJ and Lupita Nyong’o so hard.

I could not be happier to see the downfall of these gross brands, VS in particular. I just keep flashing back to my douchey ex-boyfriend who thought VS was the pinnacle of everything and kept dragging me into that store despite me repeatedly saying it made me uncomfortable.

You people all come from families full of kitchen zealots. My family encourages us to be in the kitchen, if only because my relatives (who are awesome people with multiple PhDs and MDs between them) always forget about something they’re cooking and it inevitably gets horribly burned. Between 2004 and 2006 we actually…

It’s not insecurity, it’s humanity.