I’m currently listening to the “You Must Remember This” podcast that covered the Manson murders. I can’t wait to watch the Lifetime movie now.

This happened to my salon (it’s a sole proprietorship, owned by a lovely gay Egyptian man who moved to the US due to persecution) He was paying for ads and wasn’t seeing any return on that money, so he stopped paying for them.

Oh lawdy.

As a mom of a little girl, I’m super offended that she was ordered to cover up. She’s a toddler. The joy of being a toddler is being able to run round naked without a care in the world.

And I also respect the mom hopefully trying to instill a value of body autonomy to the tot.

But, there is a part of me that’s…

I love this so much. The pure joy on James’ face when Stevie called his wife. The blind jokes at the top could have been stale but were great.

That’s what I was thinking... but there was still some cute stuff back in the day (I’m sorry, but short skirts and Doc Martins will always be a classic in my tacky teen heart). This stuff looks like the worst of Stitches and Le Chateau had dirty dirty sex and the result was...all of the above :/

Anybody besides me remember when the 70s came back in the 90s briefly? It looked exactly like this. So this is basically the 90s version of the 70s come back to haunt us all.

He didn’t like my response : (

omg

You are part of an ancient thing that doesn’t know what it is, and can’t.