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Happy Birthday! Here is some nsfw Fassbender, since he’s your b-day twin and all. No other motives, obviously.

I cannot recommend any dyes for you since I like to use a whole rainbow of colors and it sounds like you want more natural coloring than electric purple. But I can do a little reassuring.

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My husband mocks me for leaving half drunk glasses of water around the house. I tell him that I'm saving them to kill the aliens, like in the movie Signs.

I despise the rule that women over "insert age" should not have long hair. Luckily, I'm blessed with thick wavy Italian hair, I have 4 kids, and have always rocked my long hair. I'm 52 and it's at my waist. When said kids were little, braids, ponytails, buns, etc. Same for work. I get the most compliments on my

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I was in a wedding with a wardrobe mishap: the bride, one of my best friends from law school, ordered a beautiful veil with her dress. I was surprised because she's a big tomboy and I wouldn't have guessed her to go that formal. The dress arrives with no veil and the bridal boutique is a dick and actually charged her

I swore I wouldn't get a poofy princess dress because #feminism. Well, I ended up breaking the bank to get one and I loved it. I justified the purchase by saying I'll treat it well and resell it.

I was nearly 6 months pregnant when I got married. I bought the dress 2 weeks before the wedding, with just a smidgen of cleavage showing in the dressing room. By crazy pregnancy hormonal magic, my breasts grew two cup sizes between buying the dress and the wedding. It had a sort of wraparound top portion, so instead

I was the wedding guest who got the hem of her dress stuck in her high-waisted Spanx after using the toilet. I walked about 50 feet from the ladies room through half the ballroom with my Spanx-covered ass on display before another woman ran over to fix my skirt.

I found the perfect wedding shoes- on clearance even- but only available a size too small. Not one to be deterred after searching for months, I made those suckers fit for the ceremony and most of the reception. When my poor tootsies could take no more at the end of the night, I slipped them off and promptly stepped on

One of my husband's groomsmen managed to collide with a waiter during the dinner and sent a bowl of tomato soup* down the whole back of my dress. Almost before I had even realized what happened, it seemed like half the staff were on their knees behind me, dabbing frantically with club soda. I couldn't really see

I posted this in a different "I Three Dread" column, but it bears repeating here:

I have one!

I'm late too the party, but if this can save one woman from making a similar mistake, my work has been done. I made my wedding dress from 2 pieces- a skirt and a low-back satin strapless bustier that I made from chopping off a $100 dress at the waist. Yea! Cute! Super clever! However, I am a woman who sweats. And my

During my wedding we had little tea lights lit on all of the tables. I was sitting down to eat when a friend approached the table to offer congratulations. She leaned over the table to hug me and caught herself on fire on the flame from the tea light. I started patting her with my bare hand to try to put it out.

So many things! First off, it was 90 degrees and outdoors at a winery in early October, so our Indian Summer. Right as I leave the vintage train car we used to get ready to walk down the aisle, I squish between some bushes that line the path and suddenly there are hundreds of stupid little bugs caught in the layers of

I was dropped by my 70 year-old grandfather-in-law. He asked me to dance, offered to "dip" me, I said 'no, let's not do that,' but he did anyway and we both fell over, OFF the "dance floor" (read: patio) and onto the grass/dirt. Thankfully this was AFTER the ceremony and during the reception, but there was still a

Not my wedding but...