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God, at least the lesser Kardashians have hired ghostwriters who at least help them pretend they are doing something with their lives.

I would be totally lost without Saks' little recommended size widget. They magically know the sizes of everything I've gotten and depending on the designer they'll up it or down it and tell me what size to buy. So far it hasn't been wrong. I hate the variances in sizes, there are 4 different sizes of jeans and dresses

The only ones that pass my test are Muscle & Fitness Hers, Fitness RX for Women, and the recently revived Oxygen.

I read Elle, In Style, sometimes Real Simple. Sometimes Martha Stewart Living but I've yet to pull anything helpful out of it. I love Bon Appetit, I actually use it the most of any magazine I read. I also read a lot of fitness mags, but my rule is that I won't buy it if there's anything about sex tips on the cover or

I still have all my Sassys, it's weird how important a part of my middle and high school years that mag was.

Flawless, omg. I wish I could pull off a big hat like that. Or the pants. I'll continue sitting here in my ripped Lucky jeans and shirt from Target.

Left side- check. Ponytail- check. She can fall away into the ether until one of these changes, thanks.

God I love my IUD so much. I didn't have any insurance until I was in my 30s, so I spent my 20s aspiring to afford the pill. Bought it online sometimes at an insane markup, finally made my way to Planned Parenthood but even then the cost was more than my minimum wage self could handle. The day after I got insurance

My thoughts exactly, Bogus Journey is fantastic!

I had an existential crisis at Target last week looking at all the 50 Shades rip offs. I thought yknow, I tend to be very selective in what I read and maybe picking up one would be like a fun trashy one-off. Guilty pleasure in the way of watching Toddlers and Tiaras. But they all look SO stupid! I want raunch but with

"the man told him he was a photographer and invited him back to his apartment." I feel like this happens a lot in Hollywood and very rarely goes well.

Ha yes it is!

Question for real though: Has anyone ever encountered an adult wearing one of these "sexy something-somethings" in the wild? Outside of cop, nurse, the normal stuff. I have just never seen it but the market must be there.

All I see when I look at Arianda Grande is that stupid ponytail and her left side. I still don't know any of her music. She needs new PR people.

Oh I know it's for money, and that's part of why it's sad.

I feel like such a Debbie Downer because this just makes me feel bad. That she needs this kind of attention, something really must be wrong with her life. And that's if it's fake! (Which it is) But if it was real that's a whole 'nother level of sad. Is there nothing to do in Tampa? Ugh, stay in school, kids.

I keep trying to type some kind of witty response but I am hypnotised by the gif. God I love that movie. Well, I love the blu-ray, what with the "dances only" feature. I don't remember the plot. Something about a magical deer and saving Christmas.

34 year old me would not want to go to any club that would have 20 year old me as a member.

Ugh, my sister loves these and I end up buying one for her when I don't know what else to get. She loves a Vera Bradley mini-backpack, the louder the better. I don't understand where they get off being as pricey as they are. My fave bag is a Chloe Heloise, I'll pay for a bag, but these fabricy things are just

Everything is ok until someone plays that Mariah Carey "All I Want For Christmas" song on the radio. Then we're all done for.