Indeed. Matt Bomer is a goddamned national treasure. And no matter what my 86 year old mother likes to say, no, it is not a shame he is a gay man. He is perfection. The shame is that *I* was born a heterosexual woman.

This will be #3 for him and #2 for her.

Officially known as Clairol Shag Mullet, you mean.

Would watch.

Matt Bomer’s face is perfection. He is even prettier than a Disney prince.

1. I doubt Bella Hadid flirted with that hideous man. The dude called page six so he could pimp his club (Haven). 2. Mika, you can do better than that smug prick who has to remind us every single day that he was a (crappy) Congressman. 3. Every time I see Matt Bomer I am shocked that it’s possible for someone to be…

Finding that you enjoy clear-headedness as much as being impaired is a natural first step in getting older.

Hasn’t he been married a few times already? That’s always a GREAT sign.

Holy shit, I had never read that story before. What an insane, bizarre story.

Eh I know quite a few people that get random shit tattooed. Not everything has to be serious and some people enjoy frivolity.

Worse, you could never wake up again like that intern.

I know just the matchmaker for Bardem and Pacino.

Why is this married guy exchanging phone numbers with teen models anyway. He seems like the slut in this story.

My only concern about Miley Cyrus is that her dad, now officially known by his last name, is starting to resemble an even creepier version of John Travolta than John Travolta who, by the way isn’t referred to as just Travolta but is still creepy.

Men are notoriously delusional for assuming all women everywhere are just waiting to bone them. She looked in my general direction, she thinks I’m a total stud even if I’ve got a good 20 years on her. It made me think of that hot coffee facebook post that drifted around twitter a week ago.

“Morning, Joe,” will be Mika Brzezinski’s first words every morning for the rest of her life.

Just wait until Javier Bardem sees Bobby Finger.

I unabashedly love Miley Cyrus’ music so I’m excited for the new album. Hopefully, it doesn’t suck as much as all her horrible tattoos.

I don’t listen to Ed Sheeran either so I can relate. I hate, hate, hate his music.

The idea of waking up next to Joe Scarborough every morning makes me feel, in the words of our illustrious FBI director, mildly nauseous.