So, I’m a little frustrated with Anderson for having her on in the first place. The producer that decided to call her and Anderson approving it is giving a voice to an administration that is not going to be honest, that’s going to be petty and is going to polish that turd til it shines - no matter if it’s a woman or a…

I’m a little annoyed that AC/his producer would even let her on. The eye roll, while totally understandable, could have been predicted from a mile away.

Well, shit. I saw the screencap, thought “Fuck it, I’ll bite.” and was not disappointed. He’s one hell of a dancer, and I did not know he was on Broadway!

Yeah my thighs would have started a fire in that thing for sure.

She did a pomp at the Ghostbusters premiere that was precious, but there’s only so much you can do with short hair. I also suffer from same-old short hair style but 9 times out of 10, it’s because those other short-hair options won’t stay put for as long as I need them to (especially when you factor in sweat,…

Marriage goals... especially because they could get through the hell that is POTUS/FLOTUS roles for eight years and come out unscathed. Kid goals for Malia and Sasha too.

I extremely side-eye people like Caitlyn who talk about standing up for their “community” despite being fucking silent before she was personally affected. You are absolutely right.

I also hated how the quality went to trash. Within one wash and air-dry for four different pairs of pants, all of them had the hems fall out. I miss old Eloquii so hard.

No, but I’m trying out this whole alternative facts thing.

Massaging my temples while I quietly whisper to myself, “Anger is a tool, not a default. Anger is a tool, not a default.”

I have watched Spicer’s press briefings every day this week. As a communications professional, he fucking kills me. This makes it allllllll better.

Mine’s pretty mild, but the oil in ice cube tray hack? Where you freeze bits of aromatics in olive oil in an ice cube tray? I went to pop them out and they all cracked in half and refused to budge. I ended up wasting all of those herbs because I couldn’t get the damn cubes out.

As a former depressed teen girl who developed earlier than everyone else, just keep doing what you’re doing. Include her. Tell her it’s okay to feel her feelings. Tell her it’s okay to ask for help. Tell her if she needs help, you’ll help her get it. Let her cry, hug her often, and tell her you love her. You probably…

I so hope that for them too. A friend of mine, who used to be a crime scene photographer, told me a story a few years ago that haunts me every time I pass an accident or see people taking photos at the scene of a crash or crime.

I’m so mad at the people who were tweeting about this. How classless. “We wanted her family to know!” Oh, good for you. If you know her family and want to call them, call them. The LAST way I would want to know my family had a major medical episode was if someone started blowing up my phone saying “I saw on Twitter…

I think that’s just fine. Everyone runs toward you, get that out of the way, then “Hi Stepdaughter! How are you, dear?” and offer a high five or a fist bump. You can talk to her later (not at the greeting time, when she could feel pressured to say yes) and say, “Man, your brothers and sisters are such huggers! Do you…

This, this is exactly what I do. Or if they’re already actively walking toward me, I’ll step sideways, and pat them on the arm, then push it down and say, “So good to see you!” then delve into the conversation.

That’s ok John Mayer, we’re good. Pop Music said it had all it needed from you... it’ll call if it needs more.

I actually thought he was a syllable away from calling her a bitch, and in that pause, in my head, I was screaming DO IT because then it might end this fucker once and for all.

I am so very sorry for your loss. Thank you for sharing your story, and it probably doesn’t mean much from a stranger on the internet, but I hope so much for healing for you both.