This would be a complete deal-breaker for me.

I loooooved the series by the Sephora insider.

I would like a recommendation for someone who doesn't sweat at all (asking for a friend.)

No, I was addressing the Vick case exclusively.

Is he a catalog copywriter?

#Notallgirls

That, and the disappearance of royalty — I would die happy if I knew that was in the future!

That's still not enough punishment. I am powerless except to boycott Nike (who sponsors/ed him and to support animal rescue organizations. And I encourage all of you to do the same. (Nike also sponsors that golf guy, whatever. Tiger.)

Well . . . it's an old one . . . this was a long time ago. And not the boonies, but, yes, the bitter cold Midwest. It may even have been before knee-hi's, now called trouser socks. Oh well, revealing my age, off to bed. You youngsters have fun!

Back in the day, and I am old, my mother thought "stockings" under "pants" were trashy. Riiiiiight . . . better to have bare ankles sticking out in the Midwest winters.

Heels and jeans *together*, or just any heel and any jean, worn with anything?

Fear of being socialized (like Europe, ohno!) + misogyny.

Hi, I had terrible cramps lifelong, worst as a teen and during pre-menopause. But I had uncomfortable (although normal) pregnancies and . . . hm . . . maybe only during part of the middle trimester was it better than cramps. First tri — nausea ("morning" hahahaha sickness), fatigue, and finally learned what heartburn…

She is the style icon of my boss's new boss (of our whole department, rather). So I cannot get away from her. Wish I could.

Where'd You Go Bernadette? — recommend this to everyone

And here I thought we were over the "My Year of [gerund] [noun]" publishing phenomena.

Document it, for one thing. I had a problem with a neighbor's constantly yipping dogs — our condos kind of nestled together, such that my second floor was over her first and our balconies were atop each other. I worked at home. Anyway, because it was a condo, I had some recourse from management and she got some…

Or . . . wink-wink, PHOTOSHOP HER OUT. Or at least her stupid finger.

Second to that is the rabbit ear-fingers over someone's head. I dislike both, but the finger is just juvenile and crude. Ruined a cute picture.

I am older than you.