Did you ever see Misfits? He's still a weirdo on that show but, like, not an insane weirdo who tortures people.
Did you ever see Misfits? He's still a weirdo on that show but, like, not an insane weirdo who tortures people.
Oooh, nope! A salon definitely did it to me, but we can still be psychic fraternal twins!
YES. I have my mother to thank for that.
I can think of a few hard things I'd like to do in the dark with Thomas if you know what I mean.
Those two words are terrifying together. I've been there. I have also been these places:
Jesus Christ this is fucking ridiculous. I had no idea how lucky I am until now. When I was 19 and working at Dairy Queen I (unbeknownst to me) had mono and worked a double on Memorial Day and almost passed out. The next day I went to the doctor and she said I almost had to be hospitalized and would need three weeks…
I was driving home yesterday thinking about how awesome something like this would be and now the gods have MADE IT SO.
The worst thing is, she has a lovely voice! Pop music is not what she needs to be doing, though. Her wheelhouse is probably in something more soulful and deep.
I love Weird Al. His parodies are the best litmus test for the coolness of the person whose song he is parodying. Chamillionaire's response to "White and Nerdy" was supremely endearing.
She's on Broadway and has a movie coming out fairly soon! Plus she wrote this op-ed a few days ago about her character in Of Mice and Men.
Probably. IIRC, right around when Blake Lively was picked to be the face of Chanel, Leightom Meester was starring in that godawful Single White Female ripoff, and like you said, trying to have a music career. Decidedly too low rent for Uncle Karl.
I will be much less annoyed by Blake Lively's persistent presence in the public sphere despite having not a whole lot of talent (but so much effervescence and hair!) when Leighton Meester finally gets her due.
For what it's worth, I studied abroad in Moscow a few years ago and at some of the higher-end/popular clubs they institute a policy called "Face Control" and let me tell you, they are not fuckin' around. I have a few stories about people being rejected for some bizarro reasons, mostly having to do with footwear and…
So...I followed the link to the story about Erin Andrews and I cannot for the life of me figure out what "the fire hose test" is. I'm sure it's horrible and will make me very angry, but I went to Google and found nothing so naturally I HAVE to know.
This is extraordinarily timely for me because last night (for the first time in a LONG time) I had one of those damn things and I became a monster. A talkative, very enthusiastic, extremely wild monster. Basically I turned into horny Elmo.
I always think I'm going to get to the end of these posts without feeling pre-cry eye stinging and I never, ever do.
I also think McGriddles are really freaking gross, so what the hell do I know?
Um, seriously. I've had a handful of experiences in my life in which this (very short) conversation has happened and it has ALWAYS been followed by amazing sex and a lot of appreciation and breakfast.
My eyeballs popped out of my head so hard when I read that. She barely looks older than me and I'm 23 years old. Some people's genes...
This is a good point, actually. Still, the alternatives were quite bleak for adolescent me.