He tried to play it off like it accidentally came off but I saw him pull it off. Then he pulled the “but I don’t like how it feels” when I told him to get another, so I knew it was intentional.
He tried to play it off like it accidentally came off but I saw him pull it off. Then he pulled the “but I don’t like how it feels” when I told him to get another, so I knew it was intentional.
I was on a long weekend in La Jolla and met a dude and we hit it off. We went walking along the beach at night and I took him back to my AirBnB and on the way he said he was a Trump supporter.
I didn’t pick up my wedding dress until the week before my wedding. If you’re going the traditional boutique route (which I did more for my mom than anybody else), it will likely be more than a couple hundred bucks and you are scrambling to find something in your budget and in a hurry. I know plenty of women who found…
I mean, there is a middle ground between a 4000 sq foot McMansion and a 200 sq foot tiny home.
Bloodline focused on a mostly wealthy family, but I appreciated how sweaty and wrung out everyone looked, because they actually filmed there in the summer. I also loved that any time people were in a house, there were Publix products all over the place. I wasn’t born and raised, but I’ve been on the West Coast for…
Really? I grew up in Florida and always said there was something very strange about all the weirdness well before ‘Florida Man’ became a thing. Just in Alachua county, arguably one of the more normal places in northern Florida, I remember getting updates about new victims of our local serial killer turning up during…
As a Floridian, born and raised in both the Florida Keys, North Florida, and went to college outside of Gainesville, there is nothing more I hate than “Fake Glamorized Florida” T.V. shows. They don’t get it. CSI Miami? Total sensationalized “pretty” crap, and that goes for just about every show listed here. Rich…
I live in Memphis and used to eat at this restaurant until a friend of mine posted about her experience working there - they leave open breastmilk in the fridge, use expired products, essentially just microwave gardein patties and treat their employees like GARBAGE. They have been running wild on social media for a…
From baby buttholes to tofurkey sausages, this whole article made me vaguely nauseated.
Thank you for writing this, Dvora! As a figure skating fan and skater, it grinds my gears when people denigrate this sport. It is SO HARD to do what they do out there and make it look that easy. It’s interesting that only the sports people consider “women’s sports” (figure skating, gymnastics, cheerleading, etc.) get…
There are all sorts of skill sports that are constantly subjected to this same debate. Auto racing, bowling, golf, and yes, baseball. Personally I say that if you can get drunk while watching it, then it’s a sport. And oh boy, can you get drunk watching figure skating.
Well, it *wasn’t* any different. That’s why we ended the marriage. :)
When you pour and lose yourself into someone, their absence leave you with nothing but utter pain, chaos, and panic.
Gather ‘round, kids. The long thought extinct ‘Not’ joke has made a reappearance in the wild. Be gentle, lest we scare it away.
I think a large part of this is young people (<30) working at these orgs who are just used to grabbing images off of the internet and using them in various ways that just genuinely didn’t think through the fact that when you’re engaging in this kind of commercial behavior, you need to actually follow the rules.
Why am I so (SO!) invested in this? I am beside myself at the thought that a woman of color might get to have the literal princess experience.
I feel like she’ll be done filming the back half of Season & Suits by November, making the January idea fully realistic. June only gives the press more time to harp on her *ahem* commoner status.
True Story: I work in a bank drive-thru, in my own individual booth. To pass time between customers, I read books on my Kindle. One of the books I’ve finished recently is Little Women. For the eleventy billionth time in my life.
The We Rate Dogs one made me happy.
I would call it a “guffaw-mit”. Or maybe “upchuckling”.