I don’t know, I think this slogan is Wisely About Consideration and Kindness, Yet Overt.

So this guy is running from the law and posting on Twitter and Facebook? Not sure why he was fired, but it certainly wasn’t for not being able to multi-task.

What the actual fresh hell.

Tell me the good booze to bring because I don't know. I have two cats to bring with me.

ok but none of those places have penguins

WAIT FOR ME I’M COMING WITH YOU

Definitely. You are very wise with rose and weed. But seriously I am certain some people are only in relationships so they can have the thrill of the cheat and likewise the thrill of hiding it/getting caught. Because people are dicks.

Actually henna is another of those “whites need not apply” issues here on Jezebel. Because they like to conflate Islam with a race and henna with India. Even though people who live/have been to the ME know better...

I don’t understand the attitude in this article, so from now on anything at all to do with black people can only be written about by a black person? Does this go for other minorities too? So from now on as a muslim myself only muslims are allowed to speak about Islam and nobody else should get hennah tattoos or wear…

She can dispute it all she wants. Fwiw, the dress is red.

My parents once threw a “design your own outfit” party back in the 70’s. One of my mom’s friends showed up in babydoll lingerie, only she had sewn/attached actual dolls all over the garment. Her husband wore a maintenance worker type zip up, which he stapled hundreds of jack playing cards to it. He was the “Jack of…

(1990) The single “coolest” minute of my life happened at Tunnel, or at least out front. A group of us flew up from Florida to Manhattan on a whim. I actually got caught up in a “pissing contest” between two showoffs. SO#1 made a comment that he could get a room anywhere in the city with one phone call. SO#2 insisted…

I, too, belong to Tribe Clumsy. I gave myself a black eye on the recycling bin the other day somehow. Wish I was making that up.

I have bags of unworn Contempo Casuals, just waiting for an invite from Marc.

I’m so sad. It seems like the post office has lost my invite.

Right now, I could pull, like, 80% of these looks out of my closet (85% if could convince a friend to lend me one of his horses).

I know what most of those words mean separately, but all strung together and shouted at me like that, I feel very confused. I also feel like Marc Jacobs would be a shitass cosplayer. We’re usually a pretty welcoming bunch, but he can just fuck right off.

Did you post this for that chick who says Marc Jacobs is controlling the world and stealing her ideas? Please say you did.

I had an experience very similar to this back when I was waiting tables. I apologized profusely to the table for the delay and we comped quite a bit of their check, but they still left me zero on over a hundred dollar bill. And complained I wasn’t happy and enthusiastic about serving them. My mother had recently been…