Ugh, my little two-location chain gym wouldn't let me off the hook when I had a terrible and terribly contagious topical MRSA infection. I was like, my doctor does not want me specifically in gyms. And they were like it's fine! Come any way! We absolutely cannot pause your membership!

I am a terrible housekeeper and I just buy new pillows once a year and recycle the old ones "for guests."

I was accidentally given this hairstyle by an overzealous rocker-style hairdresser before a pretty traditional wedding. The bridal party was supposed to have matching chignons. I kept it, because I loved it!

I think these are very beautiful, and very timeless.

Maybe I forgot to put my fashion goggles on this morning. I truly dislike this!

Um, "rustic with cleavage, 2014" is also my wedding plan. And I have no shame in that whatsoever. Team ScarJo.

All I want is to be deleted from the email where Tom tells me he's sorry to interrupt my holiday but can sell me Fibreglass products from Zhejiang Yunzhi GRP factory, China.

Oh man, when I read this Daily Beast piece the first thing I literally thought was will Lindy West please interject. Thanks Lindy!

That's an interesting viewpoint but it sounds somewhat ancedotal to me. My argument is that it is that there are compelling differences beyond attitudanal ones that we need to consider.

I was thinking more of Gen Mill.'s parents and grandparents....

What I don't really understand about this conversation is the obsession over the symptom, not the disease. Why don't we talk more about job-hunting scenarios for Millennials, who are given really contradictory advice about something as simple as how to construct a resume? Why don't we talk about painkiller…

Wait...Lindy went to HS with Macklemore? No further explanation provided?

OMG when you get those emails saying that someone tried to log in to your Facebook account, that's what this means???

I love this!! I think she looks like a girl dressing for herself.

Ew that made me throw up a little.

Ha ha ha my first thought was "how much could I charge?"

My first time to Bikram I was advised to wear very little clothing. I wore a white cotton camisole with a built in bra like you'd wear under a sweater and bathing suit bottoms. Guess whose boobs were completely visible for the entire fucking class via a shirt rendered as sheer as plastic wrap by sweat. What's…

Wait wait wait. Nice gold bikini, Nicole Richie, but those approximately nine-year-old looking people came out of your body at some point? Sorry for forgetting to pay attention....

Literally I thought this was Miley Cyrus. More coffee, please.

Stop fat-shaming me!