Airplane Space Chicken is not just a game. It’s THE game. It’s when you learn to stop being polite and start getting real. See also: Subway Space Chicken.

This is why I could never have gotten married in a plantation home. The homes themselves are architecturally interesting, but they’re also... I mean, it’d be like getting married at Dachau. Fucked up.

If you haven’t picked up any Leon Bridges, you should do yourself a massive favor and grab his album. I think it’s what you’re after.

Dress for Success are fantastic. When my mom died, I donated all of her suits and businesswear to them, and it gives me so, so much joy to think of women wearing her gorgeous, fun suits to a job interview that could change their lives.

Ok, listen. Turkish food is amazing. The only people Russia is punishing by banning Turkish food imports are the people of Russia who don’t get to eat delicious Turkish food.

Poor, unrhymable aardvark!

I’ve been meaning to put something like that together, TBH! I also have a giant master list of picture books with POC main characters that I’m constantly updating, so it’d be good to get both of those together somewhere.

The awesome picture book Mitford At The Fashion Zoo by Donald Robertson features a giraffe whose dream is to be a fashionista and such illustrious designers as Michael Boars and Shark Jacobs. It is EVERYTHING.

I’m newly pregnant and also a children’s bookseller. Naturally the first thing I did was start an (ongoing) list of books I absolutely need. Here it is:

Pretty sure the phrase “mouth shuck my giggle oyster” has changed my life.

SAME SAME SAME. I’m cursed with awful tiny pitiful eyelashes and this stuff is the only thing that actually makes them stand out.

I work at Barnes and Noble and I swear to god, some people will ask “Do you work here?” when I’m doing things that, if I didn’t work there, I would be extremely worried that there was just some random non-employee doing that in a store. Like - if I didn’t work there, why on earth would I be putting up a gigantic…

I’m from Carmel. I read all of this and thought to myself, “I know I should be offended, but it’s all true and I’m pretty sure growing up there made me hate Carmel more than anyone else could.” So yeah, carry on with the Carmel bashing.

Samantha and Felicity, man. Foundational.

I LOVE HER SO MUCH

I had an implant, then an IUD. I travelled, met interesting people, had some great sex, got my Masters, met and married a great person with whom I want to have a kid or two. I’ve got an appointment to take my IUD out in a few weeks. IUDs are freaking great and I’m so grateful for the past eight years or so I’ve been…

Whoever told you good things, don’t trust them. They lied.

I’m from Indiana.

Also 5’9” and I’ve been fluctuating between 160 and 180 for a few years now. I’m just like - eh. I’m fucking gorgeous and I can kick a dude in the face. I ain’t mad at it.

Yep, she’s massively improved that from where it was.