I rarely shop black friday. I hate crowds and hot button items are rarely on my list. I'd rather enjoy the day stress free. Especially since I likely drank myself through a Thanksgiving with my (lovely) crazy family.
I rarely shop black friday. I hate crowds and hot button items are rarely on my list. I'd rather enjoy the day stress free. Especially since I likely drank myself through a Thanksgiving with my (lovely) crazy family.
I even miss when stores didn't open or were shorter hours on Sunday. People need a break and no one is going to die because they couldn't mindlessly wander the mall for more shit that looks exactly like what is already in their closet. (Ok, speaking for myself on the last part!)
Everything is going to kill us. Pass me some alcoholic pink lemonaide and Estee Lauder lipstick so I can at least enjoy the time I have left.
That makes way more sense as a business model. If they matched everyone up too well, they'd run out of super rich clients!
I just remembered the guy I liked who faked being suicidal. As in, I'm driving around in my car and I want to kill myself. I sat there trying to talk him down, not knowing where he was thinking it was real. Apparently he was drunk and wanted attention (this was his "thing"?). I refused to even speak to him again. I…
I loved Domino in the beginning, but I wouldn't go back. It really started to lose its magic. Maybe it was yet another "how to decorate your studio in NYC" article; or the sameness of the decor featured (patterns! quirky animals!); or the shift away from decorating all together with beauty and fashion sections. I grew…
This could never have happened to me. My mother used to pay me to pick my blackheads. She couldn't stand knowing they were there.
That's like when I was casually seeing a guy and he had told me about his ex-fiancee. At some point she was coming into town and he asked me not to mention that they were engaged. Turned out they never even dated.
No joke, I went on a first and only date and at the guy's house were his dog's balls in a jar on the mantelpiece. I literally did a quick survey of the exits and backed slowly out of the room.
The main problem is here is that Kim doesn't look like Kim. So, a stranger looking like Kim post-multiple surgeries and other interventions doesn't mean a thing.
How many stars in entertainment haven't had a nose job? It seems like it has become the norm. Many of them seem very subtle, but it would be awesome if we could just stop and let people look like themselves.
Can't.Stop.Staring.
He needs a scapegoat. I have a bun and it hasn't upset my love life. In fact, a few men have even pretended to LOVE my bun (and his poopy butt) just so they don't get kicked out. Add on that I have a dog that refuses to let any man sleep next to me and I can say that it isn't a pet that keeps a lover away.
Weddings really bring out people's true colors, don't they? That and funerals. Geesh.
Wow. That's really amazing! I would have been over the moon to receive that for my wedding, or any occasion. Not only is well done, but really thoughtful.
Wait, what is this article about? People who want to get married but don't have the funds for their perfect day? Or people who are together and have no intention of getting hitched?
Just do it anyway! It's gorgeous.
When I read this story originally, it was thought that the lions may have protected her because her crying sounded like lion cubs mewing. Such a great story!
I believe in innocent until proven guilty too. By the courts. On a personal level, I will judge the holy living shit out of this guy.
The lip! The lip!