Coincidentally, just yesterday someone who is an acquaintance to the Max family said Tucker was getting closer with his dad, mom, stepmom and that he was unrecognizable. I hate to fall back on the trope of “the love of a good woman”. That gets especially complicated when women set out to convert an asshole (and…

“My bad behavior is some woman’s fault.”

what women want in a guy :

I assume he smells like President Snow in the Hunger Games.

Haha, he was giving me the “women are just at their peak attractiveness at the age of 18” spiel in the course of 1) complaining about the fact that the 18-year-old girls who message him on Tinder are always only interested in trading nudes for sugar-daddy-style presents and 2) explaining why his mid-forties supposedly…

Ew. What a creepy, stupid thing to say to someone.

I don’t think I’ve ever seen a Lagerfeld comment that was nice. It’s like asshole runs through his bones. I am by no means a Kim fan but sheesh that was way harsh.

Also she owns two stores called the Pink Pistol and has been known to use a pink guitar on stage. I really don’t think it was an intentional dig at Gwen.

Pastel hair is really popular right now, I think it's a bit of a stretch to say it's referential of 90s era Gwen.

The moral of the story is, don’t run.

The moral of the story is, don’t run a marathon.

It’s the only Riff Raff that matters.

It somehow feels even more tragic that she was believed by:

“I didn’t click through”

If someone needs ice, you get them a little ice. Not getting ice makes these security guys lazy shitheads. I think everyone can agree to that.

I don’t think you should be. But you should be obligated to contact police immediately. You should be willing to work with police if asked. The bar owner should be working with other bar owners to create a safer space by not overserving or not serving the obviously inebriated and contacting each other when trouble…

You’re not obligated to do shit. Just make sure that:

But hell, they could have at least grabbed an icepack, not blamed her for how it went down and called the police for her. That’s just simple human decency and doesn’t require them to risk *anything*

Children, I was there in the 60s! Ironed my hair and never left the house without my Yardley frosted white lipstick (I wish that would make a comeback, in its pink and orange striped metal tube). Saw Led Zep in concert, a fact which makes Baby Gothick so jealous.

And then you grow up and realize that body decoration is human and that there isn’t a culture in the world that doesn’t send messages through appearance. No make up or layer in on an inch deep—it is all a form of self expression.