I think the whole Beyonce/Ed Sheeran thing works as a metaphor, but not in the specific case of these two artists performing together. Because who cares that two signers are clothes in things totally typical for their on stage personas?
I love that! I had to beg my mom to let me get mine done, and I was so proud and felt like such a grownup (I was in fifth grade), and you’re right, I would hate to have missed out on that.
And the earrings. Let’s pierce an infant’s ears because otherwise we might not immediately know she’s a girl, god forbid!
“Gentle lunatic” is the absolute perfect description for Mantzoukas. Bravo!
My husband and I have separate accounts too. His dad nearly bankrupted the family raiding all the joint accounts to fund an affair, so he has some bad associations there, and I’ve just always wanted my money to be my money. It’s worked for us so far, and if it ever feels like it doesn’t, we’ll try something new.
[Former Jezebel writer] Erin Gloria Ryan had a good theory about this on her podcast this morning. She thinks the design was picked out awhile ago, to make it a statement about the “Red Wave” Republicans were so sure was coming, and they were going to have Melania confidently strutting down the hallway.
Exactly. Shit WILL go wrong, but you just have to say fuck it and enjoy yourself. I was late to my ceremony because the driver got lost and went over a miles-long bridge. But my husband is used to me being late for everything, so he didn’t stress. In the limo, my bridesmaids and I had an impromptu singalong and had a…
Our dogs adhere to our lazy schedule. We can sleep in LATE, and the dogs are happy to stay curled up with us in bed the whole time. It’s great.
My mother-in-law has some deep issues over her father abandoning her family when she was a kid, and she projects that shit onto her children. Her husband (my father-in-law) is garbage and cheated on her multiple times and treated his sons like shit, but she wouldn’t divorce him because of her own experience, and was…
When I was in my early 20s I lived in the MD suburbs and worked in DC. I had been visiting my mom in NJ over the weekend and got up super early Monday morning and drove to the New Carrollton station to catch the train downtown. I was starving and grabbed a muffin before I got on the Metro, and when I tried to…
“I’m dying,” Asaly says. “I’m literally actually deceased.”
I voted last week (yay early voting!), and there was more of a line than there was in 2016 (also early voting). I’m in a solidly blue district in Maryland, so there aren’t likely to be any surprises (unless there’s a miracle and we don’t re-elect our “moderate” Republican governor, which would be amazing), but I’m…
I had nachos and leftover pizza for lunch. So that’s where I’m at today. `
If you put in the effort, you’re good to go! This dude was just lazy.
I once went to a kitschy “90s Prom” completely decked out in a glittery floofy prom dress I’d found at a Goodwill and totally fucking nailed it. Then I lost Prom Queen to a dude in a little black dress. And not like any kind of subversive or drag look, like just a guy who threw a dress over his boxers, because “dude…
It could be worse— at least it’s not Larry Hemsworth!
Yay! I was Janet this year.
For real. But throw in my student loan debt, and I’d have a MUCH tougher time telling these jerks to fuck off.