The Slow Regard of Silent Things by Patrick Rothfuss.

Her eyebrow game tells me that she needs to be quarantined for something. I don't know what, just anything to get those brows off the streets.

Please do an article on kids throwing shade. I have heard some pretty good stuff from little kids.

I don't like kids. I don't trust them. I would rather not be around them and try to avoid them as much as possible.

I hated the Carol's Daughter products that I used. I don't mind spending money on stuff that works, but CD just didn't do it for me. I gave all of the stuff away. The person that I gave it to, is still mad at me for getting her hopes up.

Every time I see a photo of her, I think: "Ride or Die". She looks as if she is a cool lady.

Every time I see French Montana, I think of this:

I am going to say no to your proposal. I am kind of awful. I really don't see my appeal.

Gesmer even said that her own concerned friends called when they heard about Frankel's posting...

Nine.

As the black mother of a child who looks white, people do care. People of all races and ethnicities have something to say, when they find out I am her mother. Some are just more subtle about it, than others. Maybe it is because she doesn't look like what people expect a bi-racial kid to look like.

Several times...

I get pissy when people ask me to marry them, in a fairly low key manner. A Kriss type proposal would send me over the edge. I am not romantic.

What the fuck does Steve's mentoring program consist of?

Nice example of Side-Eye. He gets bonus points for looking as if he smelled stinky butt when Kim walked past.

I am a black female. My toddler looks white. People indulge in a level of fuckery (both before and after they realize she is my child) that is insane, because of her appearance. I live in what is considered a very liberal town.

• NO Do-Rags, Skullcaps or Bandanas

The third lady has a best friend that is in love with her.

I may (I did) have worn one of those outfits to The University Club.

One of my favorite movies.