Sometimes technically correct is actually the worst kind of correct.

Serge Ibaka forgives you for leaving him off this list. He understands that you were literally blinded by his handsomeness and thus unable to recall his beauty when putting this together.

MY BABY DOES THE SAME THING! I cannot wait until he grows out of the phase where everything goes in his mouth.

THESE COLORS DONT RUN, ARIANA

How many times do you hear a wealthy person get asked, ‘How do you do it all?’ If I’m asked that question one more time... .

Agreed. However, I’m not getting the love that Ross has for Elizabeth. I see zero chemistry, she’s just as boring as the cousin.

This show fills the Outlander void left in my heart. I only wish it was on HBO.

Like most people, I do my best activism while relaxing in my loft, drinking chilled sauvignon blanc, watching “Orange is the New Black” with my yoga instructor’s Netflix password, and clicking retweet on something I agree with.

I think there’s real value in certain kinds of social media protest, but it makes perfect sense to me that coming from SA Trevor would give it side eye - there, protests that actually made change on the most important issues of the day were all protests where the protestors took enormous risks for what they beleived…

Let’s play a game. It’s called Reasons Why This is Sexist, Not the Product of Capitalism.

This is a beautiful moment in tabloids: “‘If you don’t like it,’ sighed the president, ‘we’ve got this marzipan [candy].’”

Kim is pregnant w marionette barack obama?!?!!?

I know this is first and foremost a public health threat but I wish more attention was paid to the fact that buying into the autism-connection myth demonstrates a profound hatred of autistic people. It’s one thing to say, no, that’s bullshit, but people who spread it should also be confronted with the fact that they…

Wait, didn’t today’s Midweek Madness or this morning’s Dirt Bag say that J Law was moving in to Chris’ mansion??

I had the luxury of sitting in an office all day, but my cousin got stuck on the Palmetto and instagrammed picture of her car’s external temperature reading: 115 degrees.

I got one!

Back in the 80s, a friend from college invited me to be her bridesmaid. We lived hundreds of miles from each other, and had only exchanged brief letters in the years since graduation. I shouldn’t have accepted, but I thought it would be fun to see her and the people we used to hang out with.

(I promise this is about sex. Hang in there)

her pain is treated as unnecessary and frivolous.

My son loves that movie and I don’t have the heart to tell him what happened to her. Not after how he took the news about Lindsay Lohan. (He loves Mean Girls).