My mom wore a skirt suit. It was Europe in 1966, so of course. Also, she put her veil on backwards, the bow was supposed to face the back. She wasn’t very sentimental so who knows whatever happened to this fabulous little frock, alas. Bonus, my fabulous grandma in a turban right behind her.

Excuse to posts a lovely wedding picture of my mother, about to celebrate their 50th anniversary next month? Accepted! Say hello to October of 1965.

Oh, no! That’s not me! That’s a pic of one of the world’s largest diamonds.

It is a brilliant car. Unfortunately, it has the driving dynamics of a wet sponge and is frequently driven by really irritating people.

Why in God’s name does Allison Williams need a super secret wedding? She’s not a Clinton or a Clooney. This was no wedding of the year.

Anybody else think this is a case of falling in love with someone who looks just like you taken WAY TOO DAMN FAR?!?!

“What’s that you say, Tillie? Phoebe’s trapped in the well?!”

based on my entirely unscientific study based solely on lived experience: the rate at which white dudes interrupt men of color is directly correlated to the number of white dudes present.

I watched season 1. I had it on my list for picking up in season 2. So I downloaded it, readied it and...

Now that I think about it. I should have been more naked in my 20s.

Well, harrassing her would be a bit more difficult... “Hey, show us your ti... oh... um... never mind.”

BEATS by Dre has a whole new meaning.

I’ve just been been un-greyed after 4+ years of commenting, and now seems like a good time to use my newly acquired powers to both express my love for Kesha and celebrate joining the pit!

Can we do this for real? Can we have a little JezeCon and make a big grownup ball pit with lots of NEW balls that little kids haven’t put all their little kid germs on?

thanksssssss

That’s totally reasonable. I mean, I’ve always wondered whether top music executives believe the Holocaust really happened. Could we poll them on that? And if they think Michael Jackson actually molested little boys? Billboard, please poll music executives to find out what they think was in the Jesus Juice! And also,…

I, as a snake living in the online gossip pit Jezebel and commenting with an alarming frequency while I should be doing work, would just like to say there’s nowhere I’d rather be.

Yes! See: Colonial Williamsburg, it’s failure to acknowledge slavery in any meaningful way, and the white tourists walking around remarking on how things were so much better “back then.”

Same here. I feel validated in my dislike of him (against everyone else’ opinion).

Can you even imagine how horrific it would be to bone Bobby Flay? Just think about it.