Born, raised, and back living in Boston. But in almost every way I'm a DC basic (and I only lived there for about a month way back in college). Does this mean I should consider relocating?

How about the voluptuous eyes? What is that, astigmatism?

Thank you! (And to be clear, when I said "and I know it", I didn't mean to be cocky. I just meant that I try to keep perspective, to remember that my circumstances are not the norm, and to be grateful. I noticed that it might sound arrogant after it was to late to edit...)

I really want to see this thorough bread house with my own two voluptuous eyes. I would think you'd have a terrible mold problem in the walls, no?

WANT.

I'm always fascinated by men who assume that all women are poor, uneducated, and uncultured — because the only reason a woman would gravitate towards a man of a certain socio-economic level is because she must be a gold digger, right? She couldn't possibly be his equal and have a lot in common with him, could she?

This is the most insightful comment I've read so far; I'm stunned that you don't have all the stars. You speak to an uncomfortable truth about human psychology, one that is almost impossible to counteract, I fear.

The people who actually do have impeccable financial habits, plus the good fortune to have not had a budget-obliterating catastrophic event, would never judge a poor person or their choices. Because they actually understand the complexities and nuances. All the haters with the snarky comments are the ones who have…

Wow, that woman is terrible! Devious. Almost ... catlike. Asshole.

Not snarking, legit curious: How is publishing someone else's email not a copyright violation? Is this addressed in the DMCA?

His fingers are creepily long. I couldn't stop staring at them.

I haven't heard anyone talk about anal bleaching since Lara Flynn Boyle dated Jack Nicholson.

I love the color, and I agree with their description of it. The only thing that bothers me is the name – in a way that, oddly, oxBLOOD does not. "Marsala" just sounds creepy, ala ala ala.

Like her staff in Mr. and Mrs. Smith! Kerry Washington! Jennifer Morrison! Other sleek, well-dressed women assassins!

Agreed! I certainly prefer it to the virulent purple, sorry Radiant Orchid, of last year.

I thought it was respectful and drama-free that no one specified. (But it also makes me think it's more likely that it's the child of a third sibling.)

Wouldn't it be even more of a knife twist if it's his own son? (But they could also have other siblings, and she was referring to their nephew.)

You're pretty sanguine about it; I'm impressed. My old company got sold, and my evil boss was frogmarched out by security on a Friday afternoon with no warning, after 15 years there. I try to be compassionate in general, but oh how I gloated.

Mark, just yesterday I swear to God I predicted you'd soon be writing a column like this. My prediction was yeast-infection cunnilingus instead of heavy-discharge fingering, but close enough.

Oh, come on. We'd ALL like an invisible girdle. I tried on jeggings for the first time today, and now I'm seriously considering 24-7 Spanx.