We’re using a very loose definition of ‘poor’ here...
I guess that happens when you’re quite famous and decide to insert yourself into someone else’s trauma in the worst, most public way.
I don’t get being perturbed by someone else’s bare feet in an office setting, assuming they don’t stink. Just like...don’t look at her feet? I spend 95% of my time already not looking at people’s feet, so why not make it an even 100%, you know?
HELLO, FELLOW TOWNSPERSON.
THANK YOU, fellow sane person!
Bobson Dugnutt forever.
I love Jane Marie’s advice! There’s more than one right kind of advice to give!
Forreal this bitch is like Russian Rumi or Kahlil Gibran, to wit:
She’s basically my favorite poet. Her responses are often breathtaking to me. Congratulations to her!
If only they would swap out Kenya for Marlo I could truly know joy.
A+ advice all around.
THE OUTFITS.
I was 9 when this came out and my life pretty much revolved around Spice Girls and to a slightly lesser degree, Backstreet Boys. I still have a huge nostalgic love for the girls and I still lose my shit to Wannabe. I had both of their albums on cassette and would listen to them on my Walkman (okay, my brother’s…
Super proud of her for telling the damn truth regardless but fucking bummed that she lost her coin. I really hope this winds up opening new and better doors for her.
Wow, way to cap it off with a joke about a rape & human trafficking victim. #feminism or whatever
Someone tag Elisabeth Moss
But where’s the material action to back this up? The family who owns Jack Daniel’s is worth $12.3 BILLION. What would actually be cool of them is to locate Nathan Green’s living descendants and offer them stock options.