It's "tits" - in regard to breast reduction surgery. [www.wetpaint.com]

That's the only link I clicked on! Amy Poehler! Carol Burnett! All I could think of is how much I'd love to invite them over for lively conversation and share a couple bottles of chardonnay over a several games of Yahtzee!

For that kind of scratch, it better take my forehead wrinkles away permanently and lift my boobs while it's at it.

That's what I'm talking about! I considered a fold-out, but this is just that much more awesome.

This was my wedding dress. Isaac Mizrahi for Target, $60. It was wonderful. I felt like I was getting married in a nightgown! Topped it off with a birdcage fascinator. Good times.

Society demands their "pretty!" I'm not much of a make-up wearer, but this is why I always slap some on before a job interview.

In a word: No.

I starting using the phrase "air bunnies" after seeing her use it. It's true. Also, I'm learning Spanish. My accent is terrible unless I've been drinking. At least it sounds better in my head when I'm drinking.

Redacted.

Farewell, Vesta. Thank you so much for "Congratulations." It got me through many a high school heart break.

I'm getting Edward G. Robinson, but Cotton's good, too!

Us wimmen-folk makin' choices fer ourselves.

I am totally getting an EdwardGRobinsonyeahsee vibe from Mickey Dolenz.

Sounds like Charlie Sheen is angling for some ghostly cameos or guest spots.

Presented with one comment: L.O.V.E.

Seriously. If they're going to do it live, I wish, for once, they'd do it NOLA-style and have a ragtime band.

Genius! I will remember this forever and put it into practice. Thank you.

And the Sally Hansen endorsements come rolling in.

In my mind, the "prequel" has already been done. It's call Square Pegs. I like imagining Carrie as a dorky, awkward, bespectacled outcast who becomes a fabulous writer in New York.

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