Ooooh, I’m not familiar with her. Thanks for the link!

I love watching Rachel Brice, but she’s an exception to the rule in that I’m not very into tribal. Watching layered isolations is impressive, don’t get me wrong, and I respect the work that goes into it, but I prefer more movement on the stage.

Yeah.

Yep. I’ve seen another clip from a voguing event she hosted (might be the same event as the clip you linked) where she’s basically doing really fast pistol squats (don’t know the dance terminology for it, but that’s what they are) in super tall, skinny heels.

She’s so much fun to watch. I watch her videos on YouTube whenever I’m depressed.

I’m in no hurry. I work from home, sometimes get press loaners, ride a scooter when it’s nice out and drive my husband’s car when it’s not. I want one of the 50th Anniversary Editions though.

Seriously rethinking my plans to buy a WRX in a couple months, now.

Your whole comment is spot on though. Who are all these middle-aged highschoolers??!?

Shelton and Stefani are still together (as of 9:00AM Monday morning)

I’ve wondered if these ‘incel’ guys have a personality type where they just can’t read social interactions with girls properly?...

Last time my mom was in Chicago, she drank an entire damn bottle of Malort and didn’t really remember it.

As a WMass native and former Vermont resident, I am so fucking homesick for Tree House and Alchemist that it actually fucking hurts.

Yeah, she’s a knockout, but I just think it’s kind of crappy to reduce her to that so your comment struck a nerve.

And her voice.

The Duck Inn in Bridgeport has freakin’ fantastic gin cocktails.

Demeter Ocean and Fig Leaf are two of my all-time favorites. I should really stop wearing anything other than Ocean; I always get compliments from it.

What the fuck is going on with that teddy bear?

The whole Kardashian/Jenner family likely voted for Trump, but he’s the only one stupid enough to go to Trump tower for a photo op.

...invites to their first summer BBQ.

Everyone who beat me to the comments section is wondering what kind of parents let their 9-year-old go to Coachella, and I guess I glazed right over that because I was wondering what kind of parents let their 9-year-old daughter hang out with Chief Keef.