That’s gracious of you. I’m not sure I agree, because her decision to leave wasn’t proactive, but reactive.
That’s gracious of you. I’m not sure I agree, because her decision to leave wasn’t proactive, but reactive.
Counterpoint: her public persona lines up with the type of people who believe they own their children, and will do the extra dramatic thing to “show you what you’ve made me do”.
Maybe we saw different episodes of What Not To Wear, but I got a totally different feeling from Stacy London. I felt she was showing people what to wear so their bodies looked good no matter what their size. Since my size was changing at the time, I appreciated it.
Only for someone whose entire frame of historical reference for a dress style popular from the mid-1930s to the late 1950s is a movie musical made in the mid 60s.
Jez’s editorial staff approving seven adoring Cardi B articles along with an article condemning a transphobic Trump advisor is what you see in the picture next to the definition of ‘cognitive dissonance’ in the dictionary.
Even worse on mobile chrome. Commenting isn’t too bad. But ads!!! 7 in this short article. At least there wasn’t a self playing video that follows you down the page.
Agreed, this format both sucks and blows.
SCOTUS just snubbed a shitload of haters.
This is way more powerful of a message than the standard corporate messaging that’s been filling my inbox.
Here’s hoping they take down ALL the statues from the Avenue Of Second Place Finishers.
Well, duh. Only the deluded racist Meghan-haters really believed she made that shit happen.
Clancy Brown’s up there for me.
I have been tipping some extra, mostly because my heart breaks for all these small, local restaurants typically dont have a ton of extra cash laying around to survive something like this it seems.
The masks are this generation’s Duck and Cover. They may help a little, but mostly they’re a way to let you think you have control in a situation where you absolutely do not have control.
My parents discovered I was gay at the end of my senior year of high school, right before graduation. My father beat me nearly unconscious and I literally ran out of the house with only the clothes I was wearing. I snuck back in twice to get some things, but it barely amounted to a suitcase’s worth of stuff.
I stayed…
Peter needs to move out of his momma’s damn house.
I don’t think they did. Whilst the *specific events* shown didn’t happen, none of them is any worse than the many things that did.
Fellow poodle fan, here. :P My third one is about to turn 2 and the second one is almost 10. My first one lived to be nearly 15. They really are smart, sweet and loving dogs who have a bit of a bad rap because of how they’re depicted in the media.
My first dog as an adult was a wonderful standard that I met the moment she was born and held tight the minute I had to put her down for inoperable malignant cancer. She was the goddamned best frisbee dog. She was the smartest, sweetest, most sensitive pup and was one of the two best I have ever known (the other was…
Billy, you were doing SO well, but now....