I don’t worry. The rich know how to communicate status without logos. The ultimate is what is inscribed in the body itself: the thinness, the grooming, the subtle cosmetics, the surgeries.

Weren’t they always? But I also remember during the Bernie Madoff days the luxury stores were using plain shopping bags without logos so as to not call attention to the women in that circle who could still afford to shop at that level. I think it also coincided with the downturn in the economy and the buyers didn’t…

Hey, I’ve always felt that! So am I a rich person now?

Yeah, maybe that puts a diagnoses and a label on it and next think you know we’re doing 5k runs and wearing ribbons. She just seems so oddly delusional about the whole thing. Has anyone come out and said whether they had had doubts?

I love this reference.

If Ifs and butts were candy and nuts we would all have a merry Christmas. -Charles Barkley ;)

Snarkily I think, “seriously they are just now thinking this? I have ALWAYS thought that and I don’t spend thousands of dollars on bags”

The rich have never like to flash labels. Ever. They spent money on LV, Burberry, Dior etc, etc because those brands used to be exclusive. Once those brands priced themselves down to appeal to the masses they lost the 1%. Catch 22 for the brands. Either you want to super rich or you want the rest of us. You can’t have…

Some people see black and blue. I see white and comedy gold.

Jesus christ we get it, this loon is this week’s That Dress debacle, let’s move the fuck on now

My grandma was a total badass and trailblazer, and my grandpa was shy and sweet. Family lore holds that one morning he was heading out to do chores and she said “I thought I’d make us some cake this afternoon and have the pastor over.” He assents. She adds “...And then I thought while he’s here we could get married.”
S…

I’m not sure that feeling awkward and trying to remove yourself from said terrible situation is you being a jackass. It sounds to me like you just didn’t know what to do and so walked away. There are far worse ways an unwanted proposal has been handled. I think you did ok.

Whoever documented her shame and then put it on the internet deserves an eternity of public humiliations. I hope they crap themselves at work or on the metro or while on a first date. The universe should right this wrong. And I hope in their moment of embarrassment they realize that what they are experiencing is…

One can only hope that this girl knew exactly who she was marrying, and what looks to us like barely contained anger is something more like fond exasperation.

I feel like this story comes out around every eighteen months. It’s the heroin-is-purer-now-than-ever story of the 2000’s.

Not emasculated, because I think it’s perfectly ok for for women to propose, I just didn’t want to marry her, and I admittedly handled it like a jackass.

(Not a lady, sorry, but I do have a story to share)