Yes, but would a 960 pixel wide picture for an article really be all that much less splashy than one that's 970 pixels wide?

Don't discuss my appearance, except for on this image, which has been designed for you to leave comments about—you guessed it!—my appearance.

Well, my understanding is that image annotation does not turn on unless an image is 970 pixels wide, or larger. So as long as they kept their article photos below that size, they shouldn't trigger image annotations.

It's odd to me to see an annotatable image of a female political figure on an article about dissecting female politicians' appearances.

Pantsless veterinary medicine = a workman's comp claim waiting to happen.

I believe the child over there would provide me with a better photo op. Fetch him for me post-haste! The urchin clinging to my hand clashes with my outfit.

You say that like it's a bad thing.

Eye makeup courtesy of Bandit the Raccoon (available for special events, weddings, funerals, proms, and rummaging through garbage cans in the middle of the night).

The haunted, deadened eyes of someone who's seen AJ Daulerio's weewur.

Well, hell. Now I don't either! I swear, they were there before, to the right of the little comment bubble icon. From left to right, the row of comment icons was an X for dismissing the comment, a star for recommending a comment, a word bubble icon for replying to the comment, and then a tiny arrow icon, to open…

You can now block trolls yourself with a single click. Click on the small arrow in the row of icons above a comment someone has left. You will be given a pop up menu with options to follow or block that individual. If you block them, you never again see their comments.

Jessica, you should update this post to include a link to the Kinja Features blog.

These drawings are all pretty bad. You can be dressed modestly and still not look like you're trying to drown your body in ill-fitting clothes.

These are all really pretty terrible. The idea is nice, but the execution is bad all around.

Holy shit, you just stepped in a huuuge pile of crazy.

Holy shit, you just broke my eyes.

My cursive is beautiful, and my printing looks like the work of a mildly brain damaged five year old, so CURSIVE 4 LYFE YO.

Totally! Actually, my favorite pieces of journalism are those that are presented in the form of a word jumble.

Not addressing the important stuff right out of the gate is called burying the lede, and it's considered a no-no in journalism. What they did is actually the opposite of straightforward.

I ALWAYS read it as infraired still — even, embarrassingly, out loud, if I'm not paying attention to what I'm doing. Which tickles my husband to no end. He likes using the word "infraired" randomly now. Like, "Did you hurt your leg? It looks infraired." I will never live it down.