Dudes with lip rings are never not sketchy. Consider this your lesson for the day.

I think she's saying "Off the hook!" Either way, that toy is sooooo annoying I'd be looking for any excuse to shut it the hell up, too.

The law is from 1696 and has hardly been changed since. So it isn't about abortion. It is about some literally Puritanical slut shaming:

I just looked, out of curiosity. On GOOP you can learn how to make a bed properly, and do your own blow out, which are two good skills to have. But on Martha Stewart, not only can you learn how to make a tomato pincushion, you can learn the history of the tomato pincushion. Look!

It's nice to hear from someone who is Team Goop, but Martha knows her stuff. I suppose they're just different things. Goop, as far as I can tell, is aspirational, where Martha Stewart's thing is also, but more skill based.

that gif is everything.

Fucks given - 0

My father died suddenly and unexpectedly two years ago. I still sometimes have trouble with the "THIS SHOULD NOT HAVE HAPPENED" feelings. I'm forty years old.

People don't like Griffin for various reasons, but she is a hardass when it comes to advocating for women in her line of work. I'm glad she's a righteous loudmouth bc I have no doubts for even a second that these nameless faceless execs truly believe people won't watch a late night show not hosted by a white dude with…

I always thought Amy Poehler would be great on late night. She's totally likeable, would make guests comfortable, but is quick enough and just a little 'dark'.

I don't know if I would call a woman suddenly leaving her husband "beautiful." He definitely wouldn't call it that. I'm glad she found happiness, but it isn't a beautiful situation all around.

You can exercise while pregnant, if your doctor says all is well. Pregnancy isn't an illness. It is a state of health.

If you're active when you get pregnant you can remain active, is what my ob/gyn told me. But I was just biking!

Tai Chi or.....?

I'm shocked that Jem has an instagram. Surely, she'd have an abandoned Myspace page.

That's not a dog. That's a rat with a blow-out.

You know what else? I dress like a slob on the airplane because it lessens the chance that the douche next to me in the suit will try and fucking hit on me the whole damn flight. I dress comfortably for me, but my yoga pants and huge sweatshirt also act as a shield against men who want to talk to me, because I don't…

Still not feeling Cameron Diaz as Miss Hannigan. Guess my heart belongs to Carol Burnett.

Ve haff vays aaf making you come.