I DON'T NEED THIS BECAUSE I HAVE ALL SEVEN SEASONS IN A SPECIAL EDITION TRUNK THAT I GOT ON THE DAY IT CAME OUT. HOW DO YOU LIKE ME NOW, POSEURS? HOW DO YOU LIKE THIS EMILY GILMORE REALNESS? (also: I am an Emily/Paris. What are you?)
I DON'T NEED THIS BECAUSE I HAVE ALL SEVEN SEASONS IN A SPECIAL EDITION TRUNK THAT I GOT ON THE DAY IT CAME OUT. HOW DO YOU LIKE ME NOW, POSEURS? HOW DO YOU LIKE THIS EMILY GILMORE REALNESS? (also: I am an Emily/Paris. What are you?)
Does netflix have an Erase April option?
OKCupid has a building now?!
In a related story parents of singles hurling passive aggressive thinly veiled jibes bout lack of grandchildren have gone up 300%
Yes to the green dress.
I'd rather tell them all privately what they mean to me as we ride on a stripper pole party bus to Medieval Times tonight that Gawker is paying for.
"New York's Brightest Support New York's Finest"
I like to imagine that multiple black women have called him a punk and his oblivious takeaway was that they thought he was Ashton Kutcher.
He played Scott Hatteberg in "Moneyball", too.
If he doesn't break this move out during at LEAST one routine, I'm gonna flip a table.
I suddenly can't remember much about my life before watching this video.
OMG!
Kind of lame that they include an obstacle where height is critical. No amount of training can make you taller.
BALLS, I was hoping these were leaks from some upcoming album, which means there would BE an album to release soon. I really dug "You'll Never See Me Again." I miss Adele. NEED MOAR ADELE.
I bet that was awful. Try to imagine: thousands of them, nesting on that bed, telling stories about their days on the Harvard rowing team and complaining about the Hamptons running out of rosé.
He's just leaving room for Jesus y'all.
Does anyone out there remember Sue Johanson? When I was in university, we would all congregate on Sunday nights to watch her sex advice show. Absolutely brilliant. This article reminded me of her.
As someone who is not emotionally invested in the series, I look forward to shrieks of despair from anguished fans.
Hey, there's no need to be so fucking classist. These aren't "tuxedo cats"; they're just dressed reasonably: it's after five, and they're not farmers.
On Jalopnik, this would spawn lots of "hell......cat" jokes.