I’m here for the old JFK TWA terminal hallway.

His mom sure did.

I was “eh” on Savannah until her interview with Leigh Corfman. Savannah really impressed me.

This is why we can’t have nice things. Someone has to ruin it with “elephant’s infected testicle.”

I WILL NOW!

Haven’t we all felt the satisfaction of popping a zit or getting an ingrown hair out? These videos offer that kind of satisfaction. A satisfying OMG. Ick with relief.

Or, you know, just move.

What a piece of shit.

That assistant should have been dressed as a Black Santa. Megyn would have shat herself.

And Season 4 should be heavy on the Bree stuff. I am probably done after this season. Plus, there is no more story after book 3.

The problem with Bree is that the actress who plays her turrible. Turrible, turrible.

I feel like Yaz could have done this better.

Someone in my town started a campaign to ban nips, as they end up as trash on the sidewalks and in the gutters. Me? I’m like, NIPS 4 LIFE! They fit in my purse and mix nicely with the Sprite or Hi-C they sell at the theater.

But my brain kept thinking it was watching a black & white film with some spot colors. It was...weird.

Like they are from Cranston, RI. Horrible on the ears. Paaaaasta.

Did you see Serena’s open letter to her mom on Reddit? I don’t know it’s technically Sharapova shade, but it was perfection.

Speaking of terrible men and Matt Lauer, I’m reading What Happened and reading Hillary’s account of Lauer’s terrible job in moderating the “Commander in Chief” forum makes my blood boil all over again.

In my defense, I’m pescatarian and it was the closest option to Court 13, where I was watching Feli/Verdasco.

Three of them are women of color. So Trump is only going to tweet about CoCo.

I ate a $28 lobster roll at the Open this year. Is that okay?