*Blush* Thanks!

Manners in their best incarnation are designed to make other people feel more comfortable. Using manners to make other people feel shitty is bad manners.

God, yes. Flesh isn't the enemy. Also, the range of body type seemed so narrow.

And this is why we can't have nice things.

I'm really glad you didn't get jumped in. Because being nerdy, total win.

Oh, stuff it. When you toss your feminist beliefs out the window for some dick and then write a tell-all about it, don't be fucking shocked if people comment in the negative. And actually, I'm quite cheerful, so you may kiss my adorable, rosy red ass.

Jesus, I like dick as much as the next heterosexual woman, but this is a bridge too far. And now I need to go find my skin, it got up and slid off halfway through this story.

I've grown to really dislike Luhrmann's work. He doesn't have a subtle bone in his body and I think that's a bad combination with the source material.

You are filled with awesome sauce.

I see what you did there...

Just barely.

Since it was a slow news day.

Okay guys, see what he did there? It's called treating women well, taking them seriously as people, and also having a self-deprecating humor as the cherry on top.

So, the other day, there was some drama about using the word cunt toward other women. I allowed as how I have used it on occasion — like in regards Jan Brewer.

You know, I actually had a troll here on Jezebel call me a cunt. And oddly enough, it didn't phase me because I realized that he had likely never been near one, and that the power of man to wound me with that word was gone. Perhaps it's age, but seriously, if cunt is the worst thing you can call me, you lack…

I seriously love you right now. What a spot on comment.

Word.

I agree that perfume stores are overwhelming. I can't stand those perfume inserts into magazines. I am careful about scent because I know people can be terribly sensitive. Which is why I apply with as light a hand as possible.

I never marinate in perfume — walk through the spray peeps. But take away my Chanel No. 5? Noooooooooooooooooooo!