Yes. Some traditions can really suck. I refused to do the bouquet/garter toss or most of the structured dances at my wedding (just first dance and father/daughter- my dad and I are great dancers and it meant a lot to him :)). I hate being the center of attention and putting people in awkward positions.

Long ago, I was in a wedding and my friend shoved me under where the bouquet was headed. I reacted *appropriately* by trying to dive out of the way and kicking it as I fell down. It exploded. :)

That’s just the wrongest thing anyone has ever written on the internet, ever.

I get pins and needles and my palms immediately get sweaty, even from just seeing a picture.

It makes my feet tingle. In a bad way. Does anyone else get tingly feet when they are up too high?

Leo is aging like milk.

My heart goes out to this woman. What a beautiful sentiment at what must be a horrific time for her.

Through is the key word here....

Another blog I follow called her “golden Jedi bitch”. That’s a compliment, btw.

Balls so big she has to carry them on her chest.

This is what happens when you have black people in real positions of power. Lord knows we can’t rely on white prosecutors/citizens/governors for this shit.

Repeat after me, everyone: Friends don’t let friends wear flatforms.

Everyone is throwing shade at Blake but I totally get where she’s coming from. I grew up dreaming of going to Harvard. I had a one track mind and it was my singular goal in life to study journalism there. I had Harvard bunting all over my walls and pretty much any and all merchandise you can think of! My mom, who had…

What, like it’s hard?

“My mom is someone who faced a lot of obstacles but never took no for an answer, and she showed me the only person who can limit you is yourself.”

my standard off registry gift:

You sound like a real pill.

that cleavage cutout is everything