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Oh what perfect timing. I work in a department store, and just now, I was headed to the break room for my afternoon diet coke to keep me from murdering people, and what do I see but the central display in the linens department all decked out in holiday bedding. I don't think diet coke will be sufficient today.

I like how you think.

Imma let you finish, but my spirit animal, Kanye West, is feeling really left out of this discussion.

It was my favorite track on the new album, and just might be my ringtone. I feel like I should mention that I am in my mid 30's, so we can normalize the grown ass adults who love Ed Sheeran phenomenon.

I've been fighting the New England accent my whole life, and I have it under great control until I have too much to drink, then I sound like an extra from "Good Will Hunting."

Still not as awkward as all of the couples doing renditions of it at their wedding receptions.

I declare everyone in this thread my new internet people. I did the shitty marriage in my 20's because I was trying to please people, be perfect etc. etc. etc. Currently near mid-30's me is LOVING just being me. Most of the time I am too lazy to date, but if I am feeling up to it, now I am comfortable in my own skin

Just here to offer a counterpoint to another reply. I am a feminist regular on this feminist site, whose favorite topic as an amateur, weekend historian is Henry VIII. But, I'm one of the resident Kanye defenders, so what do I know about properly feministing on a feminist site. Either way, I think your comment is a

I used it as an excuse to make tacos for dinner and sea salt fudge for dessert. Happy Beyonce's birthday to me.

One needs only to watch a bit of rugby to affirm the glories of men in shorts.

I thought my Taco Bell loving self (no shame in my game) was going to get to the comments to find a land of snotty Goop wannabes. Imagine my surprise upon discovering that I am not alone in this affection for bad imitation Mexican food. Further proof that you, the people of Kitchenette are my kind of people.

Preach!

A million times yes! With some folks I know, everything seems to come down they have kids, therefore all of their stresses, responsibilities etc. trump mine, always. Even if I weren't helping to care for my disabled mom, or hadn't spent the last few years helping to care for my grandfather prior to his death, my

Let's not forget, it was a Clarins lip balm that she put in Pharell's hat at the Oscars . . . oops.

THIS! I say that as someone who lived pretty much the same situation.

The short version is: He is an asshole, even as a (big) fan, I get that, but he is a master of his craft.

As a fellow member of team Kanye is my guilty pleasure I am with you.

I'm not even going to bother with my regular Kanye defense (it's been a super long day guys), but to me Kelly kind of ruined her own argument by adding Gisele. She just wears clothes, I don't think it fits in with her her comparison to people who are supposed creators of cultural content.

I think it is done this way in some places . . . but the only reason I think that is I remember hearing something about Olivier Martinez almost getting charged with assault with a deadly weapon after the brawl with Halle Berry's ex because he used to be a boxer, so don't hold me to it.

I've seen both the visuals in person, as I manage another counter in a department store that has a MAC counter. The colors are lovely, and the visuals are a brilliant moment in so wrong that it's right. I can't wait until the big posters go up so I can giggle from my bastion of snobby, European, classiness across the