“whom we all called Caramel Lady. ”

One of the best pieces of advice I’ve gotten from my parents is that you should go to funerals. I know they can be uncomfortable, but even when someone’s grandma dies and she’s 85, it will mean a lot to that person that you’re there. I remember the faces I saw when I walked into the church for my dad’s. I’ve never…

But why aren’t we talking about Chanel-O-Ween mocking Taylor Swift? I died.

Under the anonymity of the internet, I can actually confirm it was Harvey Weinstein. I went to grad school with Ashley Judd and she told this story as we were discussing adult development and how some powerful men end up as predators. She was young when it happened and I absolutely believe her because a) every fucking…

Maybe, but have you seen The Man from UNCLE? Two for the price of one:

I can’t tell if this is a true fact or a shady read but I love it and it made me cackle.

And the Bride worn Pnina Tornai, of course.

The “Cheese Attack” (ou Fromage Danger)

EVERY. THING. This BCO... THIS BCO, it... has EVERY. THING.

This weekend my buds and I drank all day and then at the end of the night played “one minute make overs”. Basically two people each got one half of a face. Timer was set to 60 seconds.

I thought party city would be more down with drag.

The people saying Amy can do better have very clearly never seen PubLIZity (“it’s based on our names”).

We didn’t always say nice things, and sometimes we were downright mean. Sometimes I just vented about frustrating experiences in an am immature, hateful, and foolish way.

I don’t know who this woman is, but she didn’t like Viola Davis’s Emmys speech. [Us Weekly]

“The powers in charge keep us in a perpetual state of fear keep us in a continuous stampede of patriotic fervor with the cry of grave national emergency. Always there has been some terrible evil to gobble us up if we did not blindly rally behind it by furnishing the exorbitant sums demanded. Yet, in retrospect, these…

My old high school used to beat the shit out of MacArthur in football when I was there. That’s an irrelevant fact, but it makes me feel good, because fuck them.

I make about 2000 a month—which isn’t a ton, but it’s a lot better than I’ve ever done in my shitty 26 years of life—and after rent, bills, student loan payments, therapy (which the therapist is already seeing me at 50% of her usual rate), the inevitable couple of nights of takeout when I’m on my period, and maybe a…

Who the hell has enough money to save anymore?

Matt Bomer please please please