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So, I think I have a handle on what shade is now, thanks to this glorious column. I have a question. Is it only shade if it is intended as an insult? Because I may have inadvertently been shading people for a very long time.

Baby stripper poles!

In my experience, chefs have a specific set of skill sets that qualify them more than some other people to work in a commercial kitchen. Knife and food prep skills, certainly, also above par time management and organisational skills. A thick skins, ability to work under pressure and to deal with idiots. It

I have this idea that I don't ever want to meet celebrities that I admire, because if I met them and they turned out to be an asshole, or, you know, just having a bad day that one time I met them, it would alter my experience of their work. But I would honestly LOVE to meet Drew Barrymore. She just always seems like

Okay, so I realise I'm about to out myself to the entire world as a makeup ignoramus (and potentially a failure as a woman) but WTF is a contour kit?

Sounds exhausting. I'm taking a sympathy nap now.

Oh, Kim KW, Bless!

My first thoughts were to The Night Circus as well and I immediately thought, "Who wouldn't want that?"

No, blow it out your ass because that is clearly NOT what she was saying. Just how you decided to interpret it. The fact is, women have been seen as less than men since virtually the dawn of time and our contribution to society considered nothing. Even if that contribition was "just" giving birth and raising

I'm sorry, but, as a woman who has chosen to be child free I have only this to say to you, "Go blow it out your ass. This isn't about you. Don't make it about you."

I love (like, LOVE) Marion Cotillards dress and I'm not sure why. I'm wondering if it's because I adore her, although I have seen her wear things before that I have not enjoyed. I'm not sure I'd love it as much on anybody else (except maybe Tilda Swinton).

So, this seems to be the place to ask this (back in my old Jez days there used to be a forum where we could just all hang out and chat, but that doesn't seem to exist anymore). So, I'm coming to the US for the very first time in May and I'm visiting Vegas and New York. Vegas is for a friends wedding and I'll only be

sigh.

I can't help thinking that there is no way this was "just an accident". I'm Australian. These foods do not carry the same racially sensitive associations down here and I can still see that this is grossly offensive. Surely nobody is that stupid?

This probably isn't as weird as my sisters and parents made me feel it was at the time, but whenever we went visiting my parents friends places when I was a kid, I would always go check out their bookcase and, if there was something that I wanted to read, I would just pull it out, start reading and check out for the

Indeed. All that money that the lot of them have to throw around and they all prove that it can buy neither class nor dignity.

I've met French people, both in and outside of France and strangely they are as non-homogeneous a bunch of people as those living in any other country in the world.

I was coming here to give Gwyneths dress and honorable mention. The biggest problem is that shortening those straps by only two inches thereby raising the bodice would have saved the whole thing, rather than making her look like a little girl who'd raided her mothers wardrobe.

So, the world of television entertainment briefly flirts with the idea that it might like to try not being totally morally bankrupt and cancels Honey Boo Boo because child molesters and then turns right around and says, "Nope, we're actually all just Satan in a flimsy disguise. Take our money, Mama June and dish us

Rabid fans are the craziest people. I can't imagine getting so worked up about somebody I've never even met that I would send death threats to total strangers.