I think we’ll definitely see a Ms. Marvel on screen, she’d be great for a Netflix series, I think, where we could see a lot more of her stories than in a movie. As far as I know (and I’m no expert) Ms. Marvel and Captain Marvel are two different characters. (And hasn’t Captain Marvel always been a woman? I am not up…

Is there a risk of a towel charm scandal, other than a pretty mild ribbing from a Jez article? I mean, it’s kind of fluffy, as businesses go, but why would she need to give it up? Towel charms are literally the least important thing in this election.

As I learned, right here on the pages of Jezebel, lo those many years ago, Scott Baio ruins everything.

I’m a Hoosier. We hate him here. There are “fire Pence” signs in the very reddest parts of this state. He could run against a petrified booger in the Governor race and lose. He’s been the governor of a select few, high-income, “family values” Hoosier towns and cities, but he’s steadfastly ignored that most of the…

Your vagina looks delicious.

I’m pretty sure Martha thinks everyone who isn’t Martha is lazy. She gardens, she bakes, she judges.

Oh, crap, sorry. I didn’t even consider that, and I sounded like a really big asshole, even more so than the part where I said you could get good dirt on her if you stuck around after the first dance.
I’m old, and I’ve been to so many weddings, second weddings, vow renewals, third weddings, etc, they dew is really off…

Is there an open bar? Leaving while there’s still booze to drink is just impractical. Plus, the good stuff doesn’t happen until halfway through, and if you want good shit to lord over your frenemy, it’s going to happen after she’s hammered.

I love a good print, and there are so many outside of the abstract floral/splatter/glitter/f’ing leopard well that LB keeps going back to. They’re also guilty of overusing the mail-order fat girl palette (hot pink, over-saturated teal, royal blue, Grimace purple) that I’m pretty sure originated in the 80s.

I have been irritated at LB since the nineties, but that Siriano collection was pretty impressive. Everything I wanted sold out before I could save up for it, but if it’s a sign of things to come, I’m willing to bury a 20 year grudge. I’m not unreasonable, I just don’t rock bingo-wear.

Yes! The godawful metaphor comparing a woman to something expensive, exotic, or dead is the first sign a piece has been smashed out by a semi-sentient boner. I think you definitely have a point that said boner is writing for itself more than other boners, but I assume these writerly boners think their boner experience…

I read it as “snail” originally, and now I’m not sure which is worse. Someone really needs to snatch this man’s (almost certainly sticky) keyboard away so he can think about what he’s done.

I know the answer! They’re written by boners, for boners.

Disclosure: Both Confessions of a Prairie Bitch and Martha Stewart’s memoir delighted me, and I’d rather read a lady memoir than some dude’s personal journey of his quest for meaning, truth, and pussy. Any day.

That being said, the way to approach your average memoir is as a drinking game. Drink each time you read a…

And he tried being a Sorkin Actor in The Social Network. He keeps getting back on that horse, but that horse keeps throwing him right back off.

I’m laughing so hard at this.

Because they’re as thirsty as a mop in a desert. JT’s magnum opus is “Dick in a Box.” He thinks this will give him Serious Actor cred. Also, he’s kind of a dipshit, and he hasn’t made a decent song in over a decade, so it’s kind of a perfect match.

That was a misstep, but he addressed it one or two episodes later, with a panel of black women who took him to task pretty well. Wasn’t that his first week? I like Wilmore, his panels are interesting, and so much more diverse than any other panel show.

Get bent, Pence.
Love, Hoosier women

“I would do sexuals with the Blackfish.”
I love her so much.