Mel Gibson in the back behind David Oyelowo like, ‘What’s Moonlight? Who are these black people?’
Mel Gibson in the back behind David Oyelowo like, ‘What’s Moonlight? Who are these black people?’
“The Presidential Polonium Press Party”
He looks like her husband...had Justin taken all of the angles and folds and masculinity removed from his face in a botched plastic surgery procedure.
Anything and everything regarding Robin Thicke:
Or the data in his intel briefings that is rewritten by Michael Flynn before he gets it. (allegedly, but uncomfortably believable.)
Trampolines are kind of my favorite thing in the whole world, and I’m still kinda mad that my parents refused to ever get one (damn safety concerns!).
God, Johnny Depp has the same taste in art as a student in a first year art history course.
They were there to reclaim feminism for the anti-abortion movement, to use the language of feminism, but to recenter on “pre-born” women and the abortion industry. “We’re marching for the pre-born,” Lori told Jezebel. Both of them were unhappy about the unapologetically pro-choice stance of the Women’s March.
She didn’t sign up to be first lady. I’d rather have her as acting first lady than one of his daughters.
Here’s my hot take on Janet Jackson having a baby at age 50:
Perhaps Rob Kardashian can use this time off to find a hat that fits properly.
How delightfully . . . space-consuming!
I know what I did: played with my sister’s whenever she left the house.
I’ve always loved Jane Eyre. I also love Villette for it’s non-typical happy ending. I relate to Charlotte Bronte’s heroines, who are awkward and a bit prickly and often feel not quite good enough. And yet are also aware of their own best qualities.
I met Patti Smith last year after a talk she gave. I told her how much I loved her memoirs she has written and she talked about how she had been writing since she was a little girl. I brought up my daughter, who is seven, and how much she loves writing funny poems. She reached over on the table and tore a piece of…
Colin Farrell in Fantastic Beasts is my new sexual orientation.
He feels guilty because she died while having plastic surgery, which he paid for. It’s not his fault but what a messed up way to lose a mom.
Right?
“Chad Richman was your typical, high priced attorney, living in the big city who thought he had it all”
*shots of him doing office work, drinking with the guys, opening the door of his sports car for a pretty lady*
“until one day...” *door-bell*