I completely agree. The fact that I absolutely sobbed happy tears at the end means to me that it was worthy and enjoyable. It was trippy and escapist, and yes, it had its problems, but in retrospect if I had known how good this show was ahead of its premiere (it was kept a real mystery) I would have been really…

Switch CandyCrush for “read Jezebel” and you have my enjoyment of mindless/pointless CBS dude shows on lock.

I’m only part way through it, but I thought the meaningless shoe gazing was kind of the point? Everybody thinks they’re going to find the answer to solve their problems if they look carefully or think hard enough, but nobody actually ever figures it out, just like reality.

lol, no.

Okay. Obviously I don’t have the best laptop screen.

So if he considers it evidence he didn’t sexually assault her because it wasn’t written on his calendar, on the flip side does that mean every other sexual encounter he has ever had IS written on his calendar?

Dear God, I never ask for anything. So please, please keep me away from any dude who might say “thank you for doing this” when I fuck him. Amen.

Still don’t understand why Cardi B gets love here. She’s talked about her Bloods gang affiliation in the media (in GQ), and yes, this is why she loves to wear all red; she’s a bully who gets aggressive at slight provocations; when her husband cheats on her, she chooses to attack the women he’s screwing, while treating…

Um...about that part.

So I guess I have to look up who those people are?

This. I don’t get the love for this show AT ALL.

I got about 3 episodes into this show and just couldn’t continue watching. Everything Megan describes here is accurate based on my limited viewing (“fluffy” is right). The campy 1950s nostalgia made me feel like I was watching a play at times and I guess that’s what Sherman-Palladino was going for? Not my thing but…

She is the reason your younger bother’s third best female friend had a rebel flag glitter cell phone cover in 2004.

I don’t know how Lena can still be so thirsty surrounded by all that water.

Pyotr is married to one of the co-founders of Pussy Riot, Nadezhda Tolokonnikova. He’s heavily involved with the group, but he’s not an official member. Not sure why none of that was mentioned.

The only thing I love more than water in my wine is shattered glass all over a slick shower floor.

Yeah, that line should be changed to “is there any chance whatsoever this isn’t true?”

Everything that Lady Gaga does always seems a teensy bit fake and deliberate. Like, girl, it’s alright, you don’t have to make everything you say so theatrical and grandiose.

I’m fifteen and it’s the early nineties. I am goth and hanging out at the goth place with all the other goths. I walk into a coffee shop and see a girl I know who is always very dressed up but tonight she is wearing overalls and crying into her cafe latte—let’s call her Ava. I ask a mutual acquaintance if Ava is…

You have done a great disservice to Heath Ledger/Patrick Verona here, and I will not stand for it!