If only he would learn how to have a third act in his movies.

Or 2.

My sister, when she was in her teens, was a model for Wilhelmina. She worked in both New York and in Milan. (She's 5'11'.) When she finally got fed up and left, they were still trying to get her to lose more weight. She weighed about 115 pounds at the time.

Sweet nattering Jesus! My flesh. My too, too mortal flesh is so jicked out right now. Ow. Ow. Ow.

Clyde Bruckman's Final Repose, Humbug, and Jose Chung's from Outer Space. All three were written by Darin Morgan probably the best writer on the XFiles.. Oh yeah, Home.

I didn't read any body snark. Nor comments on anything other than the clothes and jewelry. Yes, there was one remark about how lovely Morena Baccarin is. And she is gorgeous. (That's the fact, Jack.)

You know what's annoying? Finding her so gorgeous that I can't even give Mr. rottenkitty the side-eye for admiring her because I'm usually right there with him.

I'm sorry if my response struck you as especially forceful. That wasn't my intent.

Your body releases chemicals that basically paralyse you when you sleep.

You know, even though I think our approach to guns is juvenile and dangerous, unfortunately, the Supreme Court has found there's an individual right to own one. (In an epic bit of judicial activism, btw.) And that's why I don't want to remove everyone's gun. I'm funny that way. (Oh, and in that ruling, they said…

Thank you. And I can't imagine what it was like to lose loved ones this way. My sympathies.

And that Dreyfus thing.

This looks like the party scene from "All About Eve." I approve.

And even holstered weapons can accidentally discharge. See, that's because guns are fucking dangerous which is something the people who love them seem to forget from time to time.

But, but, but it's ...PEEN! Aren't you gals supposed to be all about our peens? Even when we're massive idiots and shoot it off while doing something illegal and dumb. The humanity! Bitches.

Nice catch!

Because self-defense is, for the most part, unverifiable and subjective. But a bullet in your peen, pretty clear what happened there.

They're not all the The Doctor.

Okay, but you have to bring the wine...

I want so many of these and keep thinking the same thing, "Where would I wear this? How awesome do I need to look cleaning out the cat boxes?" I don't even have any events where this level of elegance is expected/warranted. Not that I have any kind of couture life at all, but theoretically, this will filter…