Yep, totally a sewing thing. If you gaze upon his crotch, you'll see a diamond piece of fabric situation upon there. That's a gusset. It is usually cut on the bias (diagonal to the grain of the fabric) which in layman's terms means it has additional give then the rest of garment (which is cut with the grain). They…

I looked at that Rob Lowe pic - my panties flew off AND my ovaries exploded. Thanks a lot! (No, really... thanks. I had... forgotten...) Class of '89 here. '80s were the best hair. I will defend big hair to the death!

Nope, between the glasses and the Batman shirt (which hadn't become cool yet) clearly he's a confident nerd.

ummm i <3 that

As someone who was alive in the 80s, no, that man wouldn't have been a studmuffin. This would have been a studmuffin:

Am I the only one who finds this really, really attractive? I'm a million percent in favor of fit men wearing these swim suits at every possible opportunity.

The weird thing for me is that I've never felt attracted to a flamboyantly gay man before. Now I am. What—how do I—

For me, I don't want to go to bed because it means the next thing I'll be doing, is waking up and having to start another less than fulfilling day.

I know we're supposed to dislike Zach Braff but if he was on grindr I would climb him like a koala on a eucalyptus tree. Slow, lazy and with little energy, but quite enjoying myself.

Nope, not braggy at all. When I'm angry my go-to words do not include slurs, why? Because I'm not a racist or a homophobe. Those words are not in my vocabulary. I don't think I'm perfect, I was just raised not to think like that

I don't know if this is the best but it might be my favourite:

I feel like Chris Evans's shoulder to waist ratio would distract from any kid-idolizing weirdness during banging.

To be fair...she didn't strike me as particularly intelligent in The Decline of Western Civilization, either. Same goes for John Doe. Actually John Doe's always struck me as quite the asshole.

Once I saw this, its all I can see.

I just… I just don't get his appeal.

He is a great actor, but there is something about his face that makes me really, really uneasy. He just creeps me out. I can't put my finger on why. Anyone else know what I'm talking about?

Had I been born a boy, I would have been a short, incredibly pale ginger named Odell.

This is exactly what Mrs. Danvers would wear if she escaped the fire she set at Manderley and went to Studio 54.

I love the term "partner" to describe one's significant other because it implies equality and a sense of togetherness that the other terms don't quite encapsulate. Like, this person isn't just my boyfriend/girlfriend, he/she's my PARTNER! We work together to get shit done, we have a great time together even when…

Meanwhile, I'm a suburban white dad who will view himself as a complete fucking failure if his kids get inked up. If you told me I could pay $1,000 bucks to insure my kids never get tats or fucking nose rings, I'd pay it.