That Vogue paragraph is a straight-up mess. I honestly don’t know what it’s trying to say.

The one in Bahrain - was it City Centre? I went to that one during my preteen years and even my jaded self who thought the Beverly Center was the be all and end all of malls was gaping like a rube. It has a waterpark, for God’s sake.

Hayden seems a bit, um, worn around the edges.

Yup.

And, look at this poster. This is for sure to be a high-quality project.

Why would Meghan talk to her father? He runs his mouth at every opportunity. Constructed a conversation that he had with Harry out of thin air.

[I] will continue to hold women in the highest of regard.

Sterling was probably nominated because he is a terrific actor and because he won the last two years and voters recognized his name.

So, they’re opening the Tom Tom Club. It’s already been done, guys.

Oh, I remember when I became a starred commenter on Gawker in the ye old glory days. At the time, it was practically an achievement you wanted to put on your resume.

Nothing for Brooklyn Nine-Nine? Come on. If nothing else, Andre Braugher should be at the top of the list (or, well, second because of the whole alphabet thing).

“What am I gonna do, he may deny it, it’s one of those things. All I can do is say, ‘Did you?’ and ‘Don’t do it again.’”

Translation: While in L.A., I went to a fitness class where a group of women jumped on mini trampolines while music played.

I was in a rebounder class with Busy at the LEKfit studio when I was in L.A. a few months back and I talked to her after and she is legit great and is exactly as cool as you’d think she’d be.

Kylie’s face on Instagram looks like the result of one of those apps where they mix and match celebrity features: “So, I would like Jessica Alba’s eyes, Jennifer Lopez’s nose, Angelina Jolie’s lips and Margot Robbie’s hair. And, then slap that all on Ashley Graham’s body.”

The early 2000s pop culture summarized:

I think that’s on the Mississippi state flag.

Looking at it through the glass door, it was definitely pretty cool to watch and to ooh and aah over from a distance.

When I lived in New Orleans, I woke to find a baby alligator sunning itself on my deck. Having had a few rats cross my path this summer, I prefer the alligator.