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I came here to say basically "THIS! Finally the truth!" And I snort lol'd.

I thought she was notorious for stealing the sketches of her assistants and the ideas of others like Givenchy? I read a Vanity Fair about her years ago that put forth that she was great at hiding figure flaws (Barbara Stanwyck's long waist and short legs) but was also a bit of a fake? Anyone else read that?

Can I take a sec to share my Susan Faludi story??
I used to work at a chic consignment store in San Francisco. A woman comes in and I'm helping her. She's wearing clothes that are probably 3-4 sizes too big for her so I ask if she's shopping because she just had a baby. She laughs and says, "Sort of. A book." Oh wow, I

I'm going to stick my foot in my mouth and give unsolicited advice. Don't give up your name. Because it's really really bothering you! That gut feeling is what I like to call "the truth of things".
If I could go back in time to see where the compromises I made were going to build a giant wall of resentment, I might be

Me too!!! I got lots a eyebrows about it when I was first married. The ladies in my family just don't change their names, and my husband has a name I do not like. Plus I have a career to keep. Plus, it's MY NAME. My 9 year old new nephew actually asked me about my name and why didn't I want to be a "Fooster" like the

Just ordered it, thanks for the recommendation! Just having you sympathize with me has made me feel better already. Thank you.

Thank you! He can be really wonderful, it tends to get worse when he faces work stress. This swings back and forth every two months or so. It's making me pretty sad lately. I really don't know what to do. When we try to discuss it, I am relegated to "not having data to support my allegations" and being emotional and

My husband is a perfectionist. It makes him great at his job, but we are at a crossroads in our marriage because of it. I tried for 3 years to meet his expectations and I had a nervous breakdown (and was very underweight). It took me a few years to figure out, but my anxiety disorder has really taken a turn for the

A few months ago, I bought local organic ground turkey from the crazy expensive locavore market by my house. Made a huge batch of turkey spaghetti—- and it was full of bone shards. Had to throw it all away, probably a 3o dollar meal with all the organic fancy ingredients. I called and they said it was a bad batch and

They ship the chocolate to you in a package with dry ice. They do not fuck around! Highly recommend all of the things. My period is not right without some Vosges.

Put on your playlist: Spiegel am Speigel by Arvo Part

Vosges Haut Chocolate Caramel Marshmellow covered in dark chocolate and adorned with English toffee. You will not regret this.

This is basically the plot of "Three Coins in a Fountain" only the pretender is male instead of female and there was no Facebook in 1950 and it's not in Rome. Yawn.

Reminds me of an ex who, while I changed clothes, sighed deeply and said, "Remember your 18 yr old body? It was so hot." I was 25, and still hot. And outta there.

This August, I chopped off a foot of hair and I've never been happier! Seriously, y'all. No hair, don't care. People offer opinions on it, mostly praise because hey, who is going to tell you they hate it? (My 11 yr old niece) But I find I seriously don't care what people think of it. And I'm gonna be 40! Someday!

It's true, and then she broke his heart. I heard from someone who knows. Also, escandalo: the early 2000s remake of Rebecca? Those two were boning like crazy. The old Max and the 2nd Mrs DeWinter who was maybe 22 yrs old. (Shudder)

I fucking haaaaaaaaattttteeeee that song! Gaaaa flames! Kill it with fire!

I'm glad I'm not the only one who thought of that! She'll live to see the taxes raised on Downton, too.