Yes, but it’s not the eyes — the resemblance is all in the chin.

SCOP? Even their acronym is terrible.

Chris Brown can always grow his hair over that monstrosity. Yelawolf appears to be a moron, which is much harder to hide. (And which is disappointing, because I really like his song in the “Black Mass” trailer.)

Stella McCartney, I think.

HOLY SMOKES. She seriously wrote that?

Seriously, what the hell is wrong with people? Who would think, in this day and age, that this is funny?

So is Barbara’s whole house lit in that very soft, flattering light? She must stub her toe a lot.

Because if you’re looking for angry idealism, you want an Iraqi orphan.

Ha, I walked around for MONTHS saying that exact thing when I was planning my wedding. I love that movie so much.

They are! I see eggshell, light cream, fog bank, ivory, magnolia, and new lace (last three shamlessly gacked from a paint sample.)

Yeah, whoever lives there now likes floral wallpaper and lace. A LOT. And that poolhouse is totally awesome, I agree. And the attic has, as our realtor would put it, nice expansion potential.

I found the “Silence of the Lambs” house listing!

Oh, FFS. Mariah and J-Lo both had TWINS. And women can be advised to gain 40-50 pounds when pregnant with twins, because 10-12 pounds of that is BABY. So J-Lo, at least, was right on target.

God, this is just asshole bingo.

Apparently he took “It’s not the crime, it’s the cover-up” as a suggestion rather than a warning.

“We will not be taken advantage of anymore.” Oh yes, because Latin and South America are totally taking advantage of us. We’re certainly not taking advantage of their citizens’ desperation to hire them to work shitty jobs for substandard wages.

Her apparently unironic embrace of a “free-market education system” makes me think she’s the former.

VICTORY!

I don’t have a house either! RENTERS REPRESENTTTTTT.

In a purely analytic light, I can see how my own personal tormentors were wrestling with their own demons, and how I probably personified some of their own self-doubts or resentments. Then I remember some of the awful things they said to me, and I’m right back to hoping I see them on the evening news (and not for…