I, too, was rooting (ha!) for the tree. I had a feeling it would outwit them, but I also skipped ahead to the end to make sure.

Just what the doctor ordered! "Talk to two tabloids, then call me in the morning."

Same here! I love how architectural it looks; ditto the top of the bodice.

It's Music Box Dancer. And now it's going to be in my head all day.

Are you sassing the cardboard? Because there's a quality cardboard dunce cap in your future if you don't straighten up and fly right, missy.

I don't understand this at all. She earned her credits: give her her fucking parchment.

What? You mean your grocery store doesn't accept "recognition" as legal tender? Next you'll be telling me your bank doesn't let you earn interest on pats on the head.

OTs were made for venting, so vent away! In the meantime, here's a two-for-one gif for you: fawn and kitten!

You're welcome! We (grey) Jezzies have to stick together. :)

Glad to try and help! As I understand it, we're grey until Jezebel follows us, at which time our comments will always be visible. If we get recommended (or replied to) by someone whom Jezebel is following, we become black—but only for that particular thread.

Extra special thanks to SeaAnemone for proving my point perfectly. Thank you for leaving no comment behind.

I'd like to give a shout-out to the awesome people who keep scrolling all the way down to ensure that grey comments in the Open Threads get promoted. When I had a star, I loved giving the thumbs-up to comments in the more free-for-all OTs, and I know many others did the same. That this tradition continues makes me…

I don't go terribly often, but I like seeing movies alone. At the very least, I find it less intimidating than eating by myself. In the dark, I don't feel like everyone is looking at me: I tell myself they're there to watch the screen, not me. My biggest hurdle was always asking for a single ticket, but with automated…

Fair enough: it's probably a bottle of Glyco-Heroin. All is forgiven.

One bottle of wine between four ladies? What is this, amateur afternoon?

Agent: Aurora

I desperately wanted that haircut (granted, I was thirteen at the time). Much to my chagrin, the hairdresser didn't know who "Jennifer Anderson" was, and I had no picture to show her. The early '90s were a strange time for fashion: have you seen the pants? Pleated and high-waisted. Jesus.

Maybe he and Dan "I'm going to be more famous than Downton Abbey" Stevens can be expat Hollywood buddies.

Celia and/or Slaybelle sporadically post invitation threads, wherein you can post your kinja address (i.e., starshipcatbus.kinja.com) and they'll consider you for authorship status. If your posting history looks friendly and constructive, you stand an excellent chance of being approved (in my non-official opinion!)

Despite being a bit of a knob, Liam, all day long. :)