Awww, class act and sweet. RIP Joan, you magnificent Glam Goddess.
Awww, class act and sweet. RIP Joan, you magnificent Glam Goddess.
I survived the cosmetics industry for years, and there is a special breed of hateful bagatha who looooves to seek out the youngest/least experienced/docile looking person behind the counter (especially during gift with purchase times) and come up with a bs reason to demand the motherlode. I've seen it many times, and…
Or maybe she won't be able to use plush spa treatments to stave off the inevitable forward creep of her hairline & it will begin at her eyebrows.
Funny how he looks more and more like a cross between a Campbell's Soup Kid and an evil garden gnome.
PLEASE tell me that they are going to take away her SERVICE dog (that others clearly need more than her son named after a math class she had failed). There is no excuse ever for purposely stepping on an animal, then thinking it's so "cute" that you post it online.
For one glorious second I thought that Meryl Streep was paying homage to Robin Williams with her Mork redux suspenders- psych!
Dear Not So Grande,
I still seethe when the memory rolls around of being forced by a control freak assistant store manager to accept a a return of expensive and VERY used panties and a bra from a heinous skank beyotch.I was called to the lingerie dept. I managed, and told her HELL NO I wouldn't let her nasty yellow crotched undies and…
Aaaamen, it sucks giant Tyranosaurus dicks!!! The phrase "this is for your b-day and Xmas too" should be outlawed.
Ummm, just because a (probably new or filling in from another department) cashier exchanged the fake bag doesn't mean that the fake wasn't eventually sniffed out by a manager or loss prevention staff. And doesn't mean that the quality of said knock off is the same as the designer, it's just someone getting lucky with…
I'd buy one of the knock off bags if I was a fan of: Child slave labor, funding terrorists, and potentially being exposed to the lead used in many of them.
Dear King Kraken of Karma, please let this beyotch fade into obscurity and have to lug her own broke ass into a slavish retail job, whereupon she gets lost in piles of fitting room go-back clothing and nearly suffocates on a sharted on shirt.
Egad, how much more annoying can this little piece of whiny annoyance be? I hope whoever is carrying her someday trips and she loses her best fake ponytail.
There's a special place in hell for the first cretin corporate asstard who dreamed up the idea of stores (department and other) opening on Thanksgiving day. And every moment of every day for the rest of his time in hell, he will relive the horror of being in retail on a black Friday, plus end each day by being…
It's time to stop endlessly pooping out newly manufactured home spun bible freaks when you have run out of real names.
Is she an iconic face? Does she have a history of working hard to rise to the top in modeling? Nahhh, just another side benefit of your older sister's sex tape being pimped out. Relating to a new generation shouldn't mean pandering to the lowest common denominator. Way to stay classy, EL.
I neeeded to vent/ have a place to cry without well meaning others seeing me as I was going through the slow and awful demise of my then 33 year old husband from a brain tumor. So I would time my ride through the boonies on the way home from work as my "vent/bitch/cry" time- I used to play Bare Naked Ladies "Break…
OR- It could be the same motivation as someone I know who married a cretin- HE decided that they had to get married afar, far away to keep several people from saying that they object during the ceremony (or talking some sense into her at the last moment).
YES! I never liked him (grew up seeing the sweaty obese paranoid weirdo on film thanks to my neighbor's love of all things elvis). But seriously- what part of "young man moving a 14 year old girl in to his home and insisting that she dress young/ skip makeup until he marries her" doesn't shout blatant pedophile?
Debbie Harry is an amazing woman (ditto for the other ladies featured)- I wonder how many teens sporting Blondie tee shirts know about her choosing to be a selfless caregiver when her beau was ill with a horrid disease? She out everything on hold, flourished again and now she is even more glam than ever. Kudos, Debbie.