Those interior images are not renders. They may be retouched to make the colors pop and the background look interesting, but I sat in the exact car that they used for the photos.

Oooh, huge disagree.

Same reason some people like a v8 in commuter traffic. Them torques.

Just gotta say, as a woman that was in my 20s during the 90s? BWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!! My eyebrows still haven’t completely grown back.

I would go this janky on my own car where nobody else will ever see the work and I’m the only one who will know it’s there. Hell, I do believe I’ve gone jankier than this.

Please submit your resume. 

You get them from U-Line or they are in your shipping dept. No need to go to Home Depot. Pallet Strapping Corner Piece. 

At this point in my life -- there are “aviator people” and there are “Ray-Bans” people.  I am firmly in the latter group, as I look like an undercover cop with a bad disguise in aviators, but I look like a goddamn playa (IMHO) in a Ray Ban inspired frame.  Also, I am bald and have a giant head. 

Gym membership? More like germ membership

I have never attended and I never will.

Can we end gender reveal parties? Please?

“california has implemented the 1619 project into the public schools. soon you wont recognize america”

Smug bitchiness, huh?

I see a lot of commenters complaining about the tone of some articles, and the general habits of the Jez staff etc, and a lot of it is really valid. The site isn't what it used to be, but these people are just butthurt for the sake of being butthurt.

Yeahhhh I think it has more to do with the fact that she’s so teensy and that pool is so enormous. And that she is a national treasure and honestly? I need a wholesome story like this. Please just let me have one nice thing without trying to twist it into “how will the short little black lady swim”—the fact that you…

Pretty sure this article is in the same vein as the RBG articles, and not meant to be taken seriously at all, and has nothing to do with Biles being black, more to do with her being an irreplaceable national treasure that must be protected at all costs. 

Several years ago, someone my late husband grew up with saw Satan in the pastry fridge at Fortunato Brothers on Manhattan Avenue in Williamsburg.

Fall is, without hyperbole, my favorite thing about life on earth. My image of a perfect day involves fog and chill and pumpkins and piles of yellow leaves on the ground. It involves snuggling up with blankets and coffee and bundling up in wooly sweaters and thick socks and listening to crows cawing from the branches…

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They ran out of time because B&W deliberately ran out of time. HBO famously wanted to go another season (or more), but those two chucklefucks were ooooover it and had honestly been kinda phoning it in for a while, and they wanted to waltz off to a big Star Wars [ha ha ha haaaa] or Lord of the Rings [ha ha fucking HA]…