Clarks makes some really cute heels that are very comfortable. Chunky heels are the only way my balance and coordination-challenged self can go, and Clarks makes many styles that are really comfortable. I go with Mary Janes, because the strap gives me a little bit of extra stability. I currently own these: http://ww…

Yes! I wore a pair of ivory Isotoner slippers that I embellished with lace that was leftover from making my wedding gown. Our ceremony involved walking up a very steep set of stairs. There was no way in hell I was going to do that in heels.

I soooo feel you. All of my current pop culture knowledge comes from Jezebel and Glee. My last relevant years were in the early 90's. Maybe we should start a Jezziatrics support group.

All the love in the world for Dot Jones!

I'll be in my bunk...

Gabby is a goddamned treasure. TREASURE.

Yes. I resisted for years, but finally gave in when I finished binge watching Gilmore Girls, because I wasn't ready to let go, and this was the next best thing on Netflix. Like others here have said, the last few seasons have definitely declined in quality. For me, that's kind of a bonus, easier to let go when I…

That would be the first Ninja Turtles movie that I would ever voluntarily watch. And I would watch the hell out of it.

Oh you sweet thing you, too young, that's precious! The peak of my culturally relevant years was in the mid-80s. There's a very strong possibility that if something was recorded or first became popular any later than the early 1990s, that I am completely unaware of its existence.

I don't know who this Talib Kweli Greene chap is, as I am an old person and terribly pop-culturally clueless, but I like the cut of his jib.

My guess is that he once tried to watch an Operation Rescue propaganda film online, got squicked out from the blood and gore, passed out and hit his head. His story is the panic dream that his lizard brain created while he was unconscious. Or, he's just a pathological liar. The man is summer than the bio-schmutz…

Let me be clear, Chuckie boy here deserves a good cunt punt (literal? metaphorical? both?) himself. There are no winners here, firmly on Team No One!

Slut-shaming is absolutely no-go territory, but I do not see any problem with pointing out the absurd degree of hypocrisy here. Holly made a name for herself in the rwnj-o-sphere trading on her status as the loyal, good Christian, patriotic military wife. She threw her metaphorical street cred around to demean other…

EBay that shit! There's a stupid huge collectors market for those hideous things. They're even more valuable if the print is retired. If you feel guilty about selling gifts from your mom, just use the proceeds to buy her something nice.

True story: back in the mid-80's (I'm ancient y'all) my bestie went to a few rush week sorority events at the University of Florida with her roomie. Roomie was determined to get into an old guard sorority, and bestie went along as, in her words, "an extended sociology field trip." A certain old guard house with the…

Feeling like we're a hella big family, so good to know I'm not alone.

Can't star this statement enough. In my family's case, it is a collective delusion. My father was an abusive alcoholic, mom was pathologically codependent, and the extended family didn't believe in "interfering". So many horrific things were either done to us or happened around us, and no matter how dangerous or…