Amy Schumer is just one of those people I don’t like, no matter what. I don’t get her appeal in any way.
Amy Schumer is just one of those people I don’t like, no matter what. I don’t get her appeal in any way.
Yeah, I did a triple take on the headline to make sure I was reading it correctly.
I hate Michael. Hate hate hate hate hate him.
Lands’ End = jeans and swimsuits.
I’m not a fan of the Cuban dictatorship, but are we seriously going to judge this person for taking a photo in front of what is probably one of many public art displays in the country she is visiting? Hell, I find all of Washington DC offensive, I’m sure I’ve taken a photo in front of some monuments.
The “Fug Girls” make me miss Red Carpet Fashion Awards and Catherine Kallon all the more. The only thing I can say that is positive about them is that they have a no body shaming policy.
Ooh, I got honeyed on the internet. Doesn’t mean you know what you’re talking about.
January 2012: Beyoncé gives birth to their first child, Blue Ivy Carter.
You think Jay-Z is riding Beyonce’s coattails? You don’t have to like him, but Meek Mill he is not.
What is the joke? That a man recovering from a stroke would like human companionship?
I believe she could have referenced an experience that was not her own, but she needed to say something like, “Being a person of color in Hollywood is even tougher if you’re a woman.” And then talk about how hard it is for *all* women to have their voices heard, be paid equitably, etc. (And that this is even harder…
“Former.”
My mother alternated between calling me a fat ugly bitch or a stupid fat cow (that no one would ever love) for most of my life until I moved out of her house when I was 18. Like, that was her name for me if she wanted to call me to dinner.
I do not enjoy mother’s day.