Holy shitballs. I used to work for GMI, and even I couldn't have seen that coming.

Dodai, don't breaking the "real life" rule of shipping!

I hooked up with a guy a few weeks ago who called his hair "[hipster neighborhood he lived it] Hitler Youth Chic," and that was the first I had heard of it. I generally don't hate it (though it didn't look particularly good on that guy...and yet....I guess I'm just easy!)

I'm glad that no one got fired. It actually seems like a plausible mistake (and one I have come DANGEROUSLY close making myself - I now know not to email my friend a link to a swingers event and then try to post a YouTube video to Facebook. I had my finger on the "post" button when the preview mercifully popped up)

I swear to God, I can smell Coachella from NYC.

He has said that Paper Towns is absolutely an attempt to make up for Alaska's MPDG-ness. And since he's talked about Augustus initially being a Manic Pixie Dream Boy, I'd imagine it relates back to LfA as well

I'll be honest - I feel like it's the weakest of her books. I had started it YEARS ago and couldn't get past the first chapter. I listened to it on audiobook while I was driving a lot recently, and that helped. But still Mary Roach's weakest book is better than most people's best books!

I'm only vaguely aware of what Coachella is - but I"m starting to develop a picture in my head. That picture is about 90% what I imagine it smells like.

I think it's more just gross. The "rat pelts on a billboard over the turnpike" analogy really drove it home for me.

I just finished "Spook" by Mary Roach (the only one of her books I hadn't read) a few days ago, and she has a big section devoted to the insanity that was the Mary Toft case!

Augustus is kind of intentionally a Manic Pixie Dream Boy. While not the major theme of the novel, John Green has stated that he deliberately played with gender tropes (MPDB and having Hazel's father be the crier).

My puppy-rabies is far stronger than my baby rabies, so my favorite parts were "pug is excited to see daddy, too!" and "big dog is so excited he whacks baby in the head with his tail"

How on earth did you keep your pants on?? That smile would have made mine disappear involuntarily!

I've told this story a million times and I'm 100% sure I've told it on Jezebel, but it's one of my favorite stories (and I'm a storyteller by nature):
I was 15-16 years old and on a study abroad trip to Switzerland/Italy. I was in Florence and my host family wanted to go to the top of some tall medieval building,…

If the decision came from Beyonce at all, it was probably something to the effect of "I don't like the way my legs look in those pictures - clean them up before you post them to instagram"

Not to diss pot (Team Mary Jane!), but it REALLY bothers me that we, as a society, are so afraid of mental illness that we'd rather people think our loved ones have a drug problem than that they have a mental illness that is, in no way, their fault.

I would come to a very different conclusion from that study - like, say, that a pre-schizophrenic is more inclined to risk taking behavior, like smoking pot.

I felt the same way for a long time, until I had my "colors done" (as my stepmom put it) at a MAC counter. That really boosted my confidence in color choices. I also found a Groupon for a make-up lesson from a stylist who normally does wedding make-up, but teaches lessons during off times. She reinforced the color…

Stupid surgery - had I known this was going to happen I would have been camping the streets of NYC for DAYS, pain or no pain!

Anecdotal, I've seen that many women hate their bodies, just not with the flaming passions ascribed to the loudest voices. Most women I know hate their bodies the way they hate asparagus or dog poop in the middle of the sidewalk. They might not always be thinking about how much they hate those things, but when it…