Yeah what is that about? I feel like I dress cutely, I check myself out in different reflected surfaces and look pretty good, then someone takes a photo and bam, I look 100000X worse than I thought. Like weird angle, clothes not fitting, 20 pounds heavier, worse. How does this happen?

Anyone else curious what the editor actually said when he told DeRogatis that he “[didn’t know anything about music]”?

So I was pretty sure “Armie Hammer” couldn’t possibly be his real name. Turns out Armie is short for Armand. ARMAND HAMMER. I know I can’t be the first person to notice this but...really?

Literally LOLing!

Yeah, can we just make this a kilted Ewan McGregor appreciation thread?

That's the universe looking out for you! I always wonder how people figured out things like vodka getting stains out, now we know ;)

Everything about this picture is so great. I love your dress and flower crown!

Your dress is so pretty with the feathers!

Your mom is amazing. I mean, as a mom I've cleaned plenty of my daughter's poo, but...you kinda expect to be done with that at some point ;)

PULIS!!!

I love the tattoo, and the story behind it is so sweet! I went to university in Scotland and visited the National Gallery in Edinburgh, where the original is, frequently and always loved looking at it.

These HAVE to win for cutest tattoos and best wedding theme.

These are so pretty! I love the little cabin with the heart.

Your dogs have the most awesome names EVER.

That is so pretty, I love this tattoo style.

You rule.

I love you.

Oh, jealous (sometime medieval history student at a UK university mow living back in US here)! Also I just looked up the church and it is beautiful.

Replying to you for the purpose of mocking-without-ungreying the genius who told me that I would know about "mixed eggs" if I "look at recipes". That's a pretty big assumption to make right there, that I don't and have never looked at recipes and THAT is why I (and presumably the rest of us schmucks) have never heard…

I was so sure this would turn out to be a "personal massager" as my mother in law's housewares magazines like to call them.

I was so sure this would turn out to be a "personal massager" as my mother in law's housewares magazines like to…