The only part of her outfit that I don't own are those gigantic hoop earrings. I think I dress fairly cute (including the Royal Elastic hightops, super comfy, btw), so I'm loving her outfit. I doubt I've ever looked as cute as her though. Damn stuffed puppy...

It's true, Chucks are the shoe of indecision. In highschool, I bought a pair and was officially branded a rocker chick (in addition to being an artsy weirdo). But after that...they're just like a default pair of feet. They're thin as shit but last forever, not particularly comfy but not as bad as flats even, match…

I'm too am a horrible liar. I try to stay away from it...because when I do lie, it's pretty damn obvious and I have no way of recanting my lie without admitting it was a lie.

All I could think of is this woman would've been standing in front of me, I would've turned to her and quietly said, "Would you like to know why America is the way it is now? Because of people like you." Then I would've thrown a stiletto at her forehead and ran away, ran away fast!

@The HZA: Also, I hate to be a snooty biatch, but Uffie isn't French. She's from Miami but lives in Paris and is on Ed Banger, which is a French label. Also, she can't rap worth a shit but it's kinda sorta amazing and hilarious, therefore, she is awesome. Lucky bitch.

I love her and I was confused when I saw her on MTV. Why MTV? Why?

Hmmm, eye opening. If only for the fact that I'm 22, barrelling towards quarterlife and wondering why I feel so old lately. I have a good, steady job but I still can't get over the feeling that my life still hasn't started yet. Like I'm waiting for something to happen. The scary part is instead of feeling like…

@Cattivella: Phew, I know what that's like. I'm not quite as tall...I'm 5'9" but I'm also a thicker girl and the most annoying part of it is feeling like a man. If I don't wear heels to a bar or club, then I feel like a giant, schlumpy bag lady. If I do, I feel halfway sexy but then I'm 6'2" and taller than 80% of the…

@Elin: I agree. All I thought when I saw this was: "holy SHIT that basketball player guy is huge" and "arrgh, Giselle is so annoying." That's it. And I'm Hispanic. Was I supposed to have seen something else? The fact that this has become a big deal just means we're all nearly as racist as we've always been. Well, some…

Um, yeah, I got like the first three right and the rest wrong. But only because Anthropologie grates my nerves half as much as Free People and I can't tell either apart for shit. You won't find any poop or poop-related colors in my wardrobe. Not that Urban discriminates against poop, but they drastically veer toward…

The Museum School in DC...the Corcoran! Yippeeee, I went there! We all love us some Gunn. He is a national treasure.

I can't imagine there being more than ONE golden child. Do these two genetic freaks have enough GOLD in their systems to spread to more than one spawn of perfection?

I luuurrrvvee her. She can wear whatever the hell she wants.

I'm telling you, it's the 'child actor' thing. The ones who don't end up on crack in an alley end up being freakishly articulate and knowingly smug about it. It's freaky.

I wanted this to be funny, but doesn't anyone else think Christian is a charicature of himself? Amy Poehler just takes it into woooah that's so goddamn funny it isn't funny anymore. I love her to high heaven, but damn was that overdone. Waaah, I feel like a traitor.

Yeah, I'm gonna be an outsider and say that I actually like her style. Except that she's everything that's both good and bad about hiptard wear these days. She's so fashion forward and ironic that she's not even 80s, she's fuckin' 90s. She's so amazing, I can't even tell if I'm being sarcastic or not.

Ashton Kutcher has been my perfect in every way dream boy since I can remember. Any and all members of the opposite sex who I meet will simultaneously be judged against him and this other European douchebag I used to know...but that's beside the point. What I'm trying to say is...…

I think we should just turn this into a "what would my clit wear" thread. Who cares about this hip-tard? I need some humor in my life, and her vacant stare just isn't doing it for me.

Oh my god, that was the best thing I've ever seen ever.

Ugh, looking at him is like eating way to much chocolate. It's so good, it makes me sick.