I’m honestly wondering if this was really “ghosting” or more just “leaving an abusive relationship.”

The dad jeans kill me.

Three pies. THREE pies.

I used to work at a Malibu eatery that featured drawings by celebrity/artists on the wall, that conspicuously featured a heart, the proceeds from the sales of which went to benefit the American Heart Association.

This movie is EVERYTHING. I could not tell you how many times I’ve watched it. I think I should probably watch it again right now actually.

Donna was awful. Tori is a better actress on her reality shows that she ever was on scripted television.

Everything she’s done has been because of her mother. Riding coat tails is her thing. (I believe she was born Melissa Rosenberg.)

Her *father’s* TV show.

Kelly Osbourne. Melissa Rivers. Tori Spelling. Rumer Willis. Ladies, you were born into fortunate circumstances. Can’t you handle it with some grace and stop flinging yourselves into our faces as if you have any talent and/or anyone gives a fuck about you?

Rachel’s real mom

I can almost picture it...

Dolezal totally sounds like a Harry Potter word. It’s, like, a super-rare powder made of ground minotaur pubes that you use in cross-racial polyjuice potions.

Is she actually listening to the words coming out of her mouth? Nothing about “I can’t prove if my parents are really my parents” makes this sound any more sane, there, Rachel.

So apparently she didn’t start identifying as black until after she lost her lawsuit against Howard? You remember, Rachel, the one where you sued them for discriminating against you because you were, uh, white.

Or she’s lying. I don’t know why that is so hard for people to accept.

I dated that person. One lie in you’re like “seems reasonable, I guess, and why would they make this up?” Thirty lies in you’re just blaming yourself for even believing the first one. Maybe that’s why I’m so obsessed with this woman.

Yeah, I’m sticking with Attention Whore.

How can she even know for sure? There were no “medical witnesses,” she hasn’t taken any tests to prove it. Maybe being born in the woods is fluid, like, do I feel like I was born in the woods? I might, depending on what types of advantages are available to me if I say yes.

So growing up in Africa? Random black dad? Brother-son? “Don’t blow my cover”? Baboon-whipped? Faked racist attacks? Plagiarised paintings?

She was born in the woods - they could be wolves! There’s positively NO WAY to see for sure if her parents are her biological parents because no one saw her birth!!!