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I heard the streets are paved with cheese...

What a great way to channel feminist rage.

I think it’s time for me to make another donation to Planned Parenthood, but I can’t decide if I should do it in honor of Anna Duggar’s Brother, Closeted Bradley Cooper, or Mel Gibson’s Cunt Mouth.

In 10,9,8,7...

If you work in a Broadway theatre you don’t have a choice. Between the, “Do you like stand-up comedy...Where do you get your hair done?...The white man will be the slave when we return to Israel...SHOW TIME! IT’S SHOW TIME!...Do you have a minute to help children?...” the Patagonian pan flute ensemble, the

Milford Academy alum, I presume.

As someone who has had plastic surgery, I find everything she said to be 100% true. Cosmetic surgery is an emotional journey. Teens should wait until their faces are fully formed and until they have a better sense of self and what they want. It’s foolish to deny having had cosmetic surgery, and making changes is not

How can you not love Logan? He started auditioning the moment he walked into the room.

I’d also like to take a moment to celebrate Camp Firewood’s new star, Logan.

My thoughts on running:

“I *AM* big. It’s the *PICTURES* that got small.”

The headline, like the previous Jez one “Bobby Brown Performs, Forgets Lyrics, While Bobbi Kristina In Hospice” makes it seem as if he’s not supposed to be doing those things while she’s dying. There is a definite negative tone, as if the man is supposed to constantly be at her bedside on a death watch.

I’m so sorry. I didn’t intend to re-traumatize everyone on The Muse. We should all gather and watch just the beginning to feel better.

Secretariat seemed less a horse and more the earthly manifestation of the spirit of Pegasus.