am now imagining an alternate reality where ivana trump is the first lady of the united states and lmfao. can you imagine what her special first lady project would be? telling children to don’t get mad, get everything to end bullying?

And of course, also the reverse - see: Wu-Tang.

Selma B. really ought to get a reusable cup.

1) I want all of Selma Blair’s outfits and sunglasses and hats.

Can I just saw how lovely Selma Blair looks since ditching booze and growing her hair a little longer?! She’s 45! And looks ten years younger.

Source: Me. My son was less than 2 months old when I left my ex-husband. I was about 7 months pregnant when I found out he was having an emotional affair with a coworker of ours. I moved in with my in-laws, who knew the reasons behind our split.

Miu Miu is an Italian company. Here in Europe we do not have sheriffs. We did, however, put a lot of stars of David on a lot of Jews. If you were to wear a star like this outside in a European city, you would get an immediate reaction, even if it has the incorrect number of points. Miu Miu simply should have known…

Yeah, if people want to talk about sheriff badges, a really easy way to fix it would for it to say “SHERIFF” instead of a word that starts with a ‘J’.

Mangos are delicious.

I can’t feel too sorry for the French. At least Macron manages to look like a professional and an adult at the end of that. You know, instead of resembling a sack of mangos stuffed into an ill-fitting $50 Walmart suit, the way certain other heads of state do.

Sounds to me you didn’t read my post. I am not Catholic. I just don’t like ignorant fucks shitting on other people’s religions. If you are going to do it, know what you are talking about.

I switched my motto, ‘stead of sayin’ fuck tomorrow, that buck that bought a bottle coulda struck the lotto.

This is only tangentially relevant, but the “super tiny lady who eats like an Olympic swimmer and stays a size 2" trope makes me see red.

The quickest, easiest way to meet New Yorkers is to stare at a subway map on a subway car. Mumble something about any destination. Half the car will join in telling you how to get there. There are so many subway lines and connection points and the service is so spotty now there will be debates about what’s best, but…

just about the awkwardness of being alone in situations where people are expected to be a part of a couple or group, especially in the evening/night

I have an instinctive reflex to stab anyone who calls a sandwich as “Sammie” :stabs self:

She shouldn’t get a nose job. She’s beautiful. She should move to the UK, where top actors on tv and in film look like real people because they keep their real people faces. Hollywood is a lot of garbage with good nosejobs and cheekbone and jaw line reconstructions.

Requiem for a Dream is the only film I can think of offhand that makes drug use so deeply and relentlessly unpleasant that there hasn’t been some kind of glorification of drugs/drug culture.

The only film I can think of that hasn’t generated any kind of “following” was Requiem for a Dream—a movie so grim you want to shower during the opening credits. But just about every other film focusing on drug use seems to inadvertently inspire some ridiculous worship or rebellion.

Are we going to create dank memes out of the parent and kid?