Alas, once upon a time they made simple, *awesome* T-shirts and Hoodies. (Seems like a lifetime ago now.)

Diane Warren is AMAZING. She has an ugly-ass cat named Mouse and a parrot named Buttwings, and she has all sorts of inappropriate pillows and shit and she drives a Bentley and she wrote “If You Asked Me To” for Patti LaBelle and that Aerosmith song and “Blame It On the Rain” for Milli Vanilli and “How Can We Be…

oh yea there’s literally a follow-up piece coming today about my impending death

Space Oddity destroyed me when I first heard it. So strange, so tragic, so compelling. I’m FUCKING SAD, I’m so sad. I’m sad.

She could medal in chain smoking these days - she cleaned me out when I hilariously attended a couple of parties in Monte Carlo half a decade or so ago.

The dead end was frustrating, because, as a fat feminist, I was hungry to find out who the original poster could be so I could then eat them.

I get that a little, too.

She’s giving me serious Courtney Love circa Hole 1994 vibes here. Minus, y’know, the herion use and the serious tinge of cray that Courtney has

with her new band, the uniquely-named and cringe-inducing, The Yeast Infection

I love how molesting a bunch of little girls (mainly his sisters, one of whom was only 5) is not as bad as the cheating. Raise your hand if you’d much, much, rather you found out your spouse cheated on you than sexually abused a number of kids? I might be hurt about cheating, but I could see working past it. I would…

“She also points out the benefiting factor of some surgeons choosing to offer bonuses to their patients, such as allowing them to nominate a friend for a free facelift”

I just so happened to be at the PS’s office today. Unashamedly team botox and team filler (as in all things, moderation). He was jamming (not the needles though, he has the gentle touch of a harpist playing with gilded strings made of angel cat whiskers*). He had at least 6 patients an hour. When I made the…

IF HE DIDN’T WANT YOU THEN HE WON’T WANT YOU NOW BOO.

The original 1937 version starred Janet Gaynor and Frederic March. The Judy Garland version was a remake, not the original.

like Spike, I’m baffled at how people can accept, quietly, decades of rap, hip-hop music & skits, satanist murderous 3-6 mafia, mr ouija board references to their inner city murders, R. Kelly fetish with little black girls, R&B blatant under age sexual assault references and then...then...talk about the “execution” of…

Based off this interview, I had to read it. Just got in on my kindle and loving the first chapter. I really needed a good book this weekend.

Which is exactly why I HAVEN’T participated in the ‘French flag overlay’ on my Facebook profile picture, or retweeted or shared or otherwise participated in click-bait stories doing the rounds on social media. I did participate in the minutes’ silence this morning though. I was moved to tears when I read that account…

“You and I? We both live in botox-ed houses so...”

She can get it. A billionaire AND he is like 6'5"? As a tall lady I find this to be appropriate man-height. Drake is like 6'0" like why even bother?

Yeah. Am I the only one who does NOT WANT TO GO TO THERE?