LOL, ok. #dolly4life #blessyourheart

Amazing? Oy. You don’t get out much for music, huh?

It’s “If that’s something you’re into” as if it’s a phase one is going through instead of a biological fact.

Do you also have a Live Laugh Love plaque hanging in your white hallway with a few plants hanging nearby? I bet you’ve taken a photo of your shoes on a patterned tile floor for Instagram in the past week.

It’s cute but totally forgettable. Listenable for a couple months and then I’ll never want to hear it again. Her melodies are great but her lyrics are simple-minded like a cross between a Teen Beat magazine and a “Live Laugh Love” pillow in the form of a song. Not surprising that the basic bitches of Jezebel would…

From the Post: “She [Lakshmi] and Dell then went through a long, bitter custody battle until 2012, but somehow fell back in love last year.” Somehow? It’s called getting paid. Padma will hitch her wagon to whatever gravy train comes her way. Her gold digging is next level

Padma would definitely do this for PR. Girlfriend likes to hitch her wagon to a gravy train in whatever form it comes.

In what universe? #dolly4life

As a longtime retail veteran, I can tell you this is a no-no for many reasons beyond the obvious violent overreaction. At Jcrew for many years—and I know it’s the same at Victoria’s Secret—we were not to say or do anything to anyone even if we witnessed them put something in their bag. They were too afraid of…

An old white conservative dude nonetheless.

I was just about to comment “is this in the past?” Because in my Brooklyn neighborhood all I see are white babies being pushed by Caribbean nannies. They’re probably paid slightly better—slightly—but black and brown domestic workers are not a thing of the past. We White Americans like our labor cheap by almost any…

He’s definitely extra but ultimately an excellent comic, so his timing, improv one liners and joie de vivre make up for the insane exuberance for me.

This white person agrees. I bet it’s required to have a “Live Laugh Love” plaque hanging in your hallway to join this basic bitch “community”.

Yikes, what a nightmare group of people. Pretty sure if you’re wearing matching spandex “outfits” in yoga, you’re the exact opposite of what yoga is about. I’ve never seen so many basic bitches gathered in one story in my life.

Exactly. Here are recent pics of her in Vegas. Why pretend to real women that this is anything other than surgery, smoke and mirrors?

Especially when there is almost nothing real on the poor woman. She is photoshopped within an inch of her life—that’s not anything close to what her body looks like. And why should laud women’s manipulated bodies as some sort of ideal. How 2006.

Mmmmm, no. That’s not her figure. That’s called “photoshopped AF using the Mariah Carey filter”. Also, it’s not feminist to fawn over a woman’s figure for being what you think is slim or ripped or perfect. Period. But especially when the figure is fake and almost no real woman has any need or likelihood of achieving…

“I confess, my favorite type of bigot is the crying bigot.”

Oh my gosh, I was just thinking, “Man, it’s been a minute since we’ve had a comic book rehash. I hope they make a new one soon!” Et voila. *yawn*

What did they do specifically that threatened your life?