Lol he's 4 so I'm not ironing onesies. Also appearance is very important especially as a minority. It's the difference between going to a store and being treated with respect and going to that same store but looking a little messy and being treated like a burden or theft.

M mom (who is the daughter of Polish immigrants) wouldn’t let me wear jeans as a child because “jeans are for farmers.”

obviously I’m not surprised considering the parents, but that is a cute fuckin baby.

Snobbery happens. Sometimes it takes the form of rejecting “poor” things and sometimes it takes the form of claiming cheap food as haute cuisine.

My rich (seriously, she was fucking loaded) ex roommate didn’t take the subway for the first three months of living at school because she “didn’t know how”. She would take a cab. Even instead of walking. A five minute walk. She calls a cab.

Waiting tables on the Outer Banks of NC one summer, a lady from New Jersey asked me for a “grit.” A singular grit. I brought a lone grit out to her on a spoon. She was not amused.

He basically Kreated the Kardashians.

I miss both versions of The Soup. It was basically my only window into that kind of content without having grossout Daniel Tosh involved.

Beats me. A rapper maybe?

Half of my family tree were crackers in mid central Florida. As some of them got rich off of citrus acreage and various hobbies, they rose in social classes down there. Trust me, the words that come out of some of those old folks is not something I am proud of. It is true, many many people think that eating things…

Wouldn’t it be Mr. NextDoor? Is party his first name?

Don’t worry about Naomi suing you and taking you for all you’re worth, Ray J. She already has a box of Tic Tacs.

I’ll be in the produce aisle, naked at 95, with a sensible ponytail, one strand of hair left on my head and a Chanel bow.

I don't want to cheer for Ariana Grande, but fuck it, you get it girl.

Fiancé and I bought a house together after six months of dating...which sounds kind of insane when I think about it now, but it didn't feel too soon at all. I absolutely love living with him. I knew after our first date that we were going to fall in love.

I'm planning on moving to NYC in a couple years and the most tragic thing about that plan is knowing that I'll have to relinquish my living alone privileges and still pay at least twice as much for rent. (I've been begging all my friends who live in New York to de-gentrify the city by committing tons of crimes until…

What if you're under 30 and your partner is in the 30-35 range? My last year of my 20s is coming up later this year, and I'm kind of thinking of just telling my bf "if you're not serious about this, I need to know before I leave this decade of my life."

The only reason we don't do this is it would be too expensive to keep two residences. Same reason why people move in right away. They don't have the money to live alone and it beats a random roommate or even a friend because you don't have to worry about privacy for sex.

My dream is a duplex with like, a common room in the middle or something.

I'd say if you are 18-24, you shouldn't live together at all. Be young. Explore. Make friends (because it only gets harder once everyone hitches up and has no time. It is easier to find a lover than a best friend).