you look amazing! Texas looks good on you!
you look amazing! Texas looks good on you!
too bad no one believes her.
neither did karrueche
I thought fleek had to do with eyebrows? I remember watching a vine a few months ago... now I have no clue what it means or why minaj or millian want sole possession of it.
if this person was at some point "the one" or you used words like "soulmate " then you did not end up with them like in a rom com— Friendship is so soaososososososo not possible. Stay away. Possible move states, change careers, your name...
I was about to say, that is my moms "go to" color for lipstick and nail polish. She's worn it my entire life. It's beautiful
This is exactly me. Even the taste of onion is an automatic uncontrollable vomit. I've embarrassed myself, friends, and family by this horrible reflex. Maybe it's a psychological disorder? I really can't control it.
this makes me hungry. I fucking love garlic.
this is bizarre. Commanders Palace is known for their service and New Orleans is a drinking town!
is that red? I'm allergic to red.
Yes. As a big coffee fan, there is something just magical about drinking a cappuccino with a shot of amaretto. Damn.
ha. This reminds me of when I called to order pizza from a local place. For whatever reason I thought I had ordered bruschetta there before and liked it. After ordering the pizza, I asked the girl if they had bruschetta. She said, "no but we have pepperoni." I was confused for a second and said something like "ok..."…
GET OUT OF MY HEAD! and my browsing history!
Oh god, are you in my head? Wait, are you me???!
Opposite of blackout sex. Duh.
I was invited to, and attended, a pre-planned proposal... As in pre-planned by the bride. As in "you will propose to me on this day at this time" and then she invited all her friends so we could witness said proposal and guarantee there would be "oohing and ahhing" and then upload pictures of her ring to facebook and…
how does this entire article fail to mention Irene and Stephen? Serious question.
MY eyes just rolled so far in my head I got gonorrhea in them.
son = Mr. Ashlee Simpson???!!!
let my friends in 6th grade convince me that if I went to middle school with my natural hair color (blond) I would be beat up. I was very afraid of being beat up and we promptly picked out a nice auburn brown shade of home hair dye. Problem- it turned my blond hair orange. It was permanent dye... But at least I didn't…