Why are you lecturing me? I never said I liked to pet strangers’ pups. I usually greet doggos on the street by simply nodding and saying hello as I would any neighbor. :/

I feel like a lot of NYC puppy-peepers are just local cat ladies living vicariously. Our apartments only have so much room!

To answer your first question: Even if lugged home large quantities of groceries, I have nowhere to put them. My fridge is small (not mini, but smaller than average, and the freezer is tiny) and the whole top shelf is taken up with skin care, lol. I also have no pantry/storage . One of my kitchen cabinets is full of…

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welllll ... in all seriousness, I have been strenuously trying to avoid calling Melania a former escort or what have you, even if big blinking signs point in that direction. Because my issue with her is not that she may have been an escort — that’s her business — it’s that she was NOT a model, the fact of which has…

Wow, this is exhibited so charmingly, the floating hat display is wonderful. Hats off (heh heh) to the curators! Wish I could be there!

Forgive me because now I’m just recycling my old comments (my username was created when I was reading yet another article here identifying Melania as a supermodel).

I adore Stella. Devon Aoki is so good it doesn’t even matter that she is short!

I love her too. I wish she were my friend so we could go see AbFab together this weekend.

Her modeling career exists in name/myth only — it doesn’t exist.

I actually don’t mind some of the models from fancy families, so long as they’re good models: Marisa Berenson, Stella Tennant, etc. Ivanka Trump, not so much, which is why her career went nowhere.

We’re also just clearly calling anyone a model at this point. I mean yes, Ivanka did make the cover of Seventeen, and she probably walked a Betsey Johnson runway once back in the 90s, but her career was bought and paid for by her father and even then it was a complete dud. Do not get me started on the laziness of…

Get a wide-leg pair. 1971 was a great year dammit, and the girl in the black-and-white photo is fly. Tight overalls sans shirt is a bit thirsty. Padma looks silly.

Any copy person knows: So many of these dubious “writers” plagiarize TWENTY-FOUR-SEVEN. There are writers, and then there are bottom-feeding magazine article churners and people on celebrity payrolls who just plain copy-paste the shit out of everything they “write,” and the one thing that they have in common, other…

Seriously!

I stand corrected! To be honest, even as a small child with a weird first crush on the Fonz, I thought his jukebox-punching bit was a little played out after the first couple seasons. (OK that he got the thing to turn on, but how was it always the right song?)

“Vote NO to Monica’s Ex-Boyfriend’s Wife in 2016” is more ... clever, I guess? than I would have expected from these people. Don’t get me wrong: it’s still stupid and gross (and insulting to my girl Monica — yeah, that’s what I said!). But it’s not overtly sexist or demeaning, and it’s all spelled and punctuated…

Arthur Fonzarelli did not punch vending machines — he punched jukeboxes! Sorry, because I know everyone hates “that person,” but my five-year-old 1970s self just cannot accept this error.

I was calling the project stupid, not the women, and I stand 100 percent behind that statement. This project is fucking stupid.