Where are you getting your statistics? It feels like you're making them up.

Yeah, but all the people she names — including herself — know more about fashion than Kim and Kanye ever will.

Cutrone can be arrogant. She's known for her role in the fashion industry. Not to the degree Wintour is, but that's her niche. Kanye's niche USED to be music, but now it's just assholery. It's not fashion design. It was never fashion design. And yet here he is, shitting on it like he shits on everything.

People are idiots. See: Fifty Shades.

Whatever. Kelly is awesome. Her second-best line of all time, "People who watch the Kardashians can't afford Givenchy," should be screened on that t-shirt.

I don't understand how the author can admit that statistics regarding this phenomenon are unclear and disputed, and then assert that it's "normal" a few paragraphs later.

I don't understand how the author can admit that statistics regarding this phenomenon are unclear and disputed, and then assert that it's "normal" a few paragraphs later.

Rebekah is not telling the author how to live her own experience, not at all. She's asserting it's not her place to tell everyone else what's "normal."

I don't understand how the author can admit that statistics regarding this phenomenon are unclear and disputed, and then assert that it's "normal" a few paragraphs later.

EXACTLY. Furthermore, I don't understand how the author can admit that statistics regarding this phenomenon are unclear and disputed, and then assert that it's "normal" a few paragraphs later.

I don't understand how the author can admit that statistics regarding this phenomenon are unclear and disputed, and then assert that it's "normal" a few paragraphs later.

I don't understand how the author can admit that statistics regarding this phenomenon are unclear and disputed, and then assert that it's "normal" a few paragraphs later.

I don't understand how the author can admit that statistics regarding this phenomenon are unclear and disputed, and then assert that it's "normal" a few paragraphs later.

The phrase "LOL you're not a model" has never applied more.

Ugh, gross. You know what puts me in even less of the mood? Bargaining/whining/cajoling for sex.

RIGHT? That's one of the main things I find most repugnant about rape (among many other things). Who in their goddamn right mind gets off on having sex with a person WHO IS UNCONSCIOUS? Half the fun for me is, you know, "interacting" with the other person. Which is next to impossible if their brain has pretty much…

I feel like it's maybe a warmth/support issue? My terrier has the same tendency. Loves small places that make him feel secure and toasty, but where he can also breath (so not between my legs at night where he's subjected to night farts).

I'm sad about this. But I really hope you make Cosmo a better place. They need a voice like yours.

Yeah, even when I was ten I realized how stupid this was. "Hi I'm an accomplished lady assassin and I wear stiletto boots and fabric strips into combat with my luxurious hair in the perfect French braid that STAYS THAT WAY ALL THE TIME."

If the cunts had guns, this never would've happened.