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Yeah, you and me both. It's definitely one of my favorite movies of all time, and probably the most brilliantly cast. So many amazing moments. I mean, it should be creepy, what with the power differential, but it isn't, because he's just as vulnerable. The scene where he hides from his ex? The red sharpie on the

Guuuuuuuhhhhh. This whole scene is just too much. James Spader completely erased the line between pervy and insanely hot in that film.

Shit, I'll wear leggings in every color. I just got some gray and black tie-dye ones and they look fierce.

Hanging with Nick Swardson and John Stamos seems like it would be a completely awesome, if incredibly random, sort of evening.

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The male partners at my firm dress horrendously as well, but they don't give a crap what I wear, which is nice.

It's not that this is bad advice, per se, but I don't know how common this really is among female attorneys. In my experience working in law, the female attorneys are not only more put-together appearance-wise, they are, across the board, more professional, more straightforward, less whiny, more interested in doing

This is so, so true. I work at a law firm and my whole building is lawyers. I see this every day. The female attorneys wear tailored suits and smart heels and always look great and put together. Of the three partners at my firm, one wears the shirt he ran in that morning, one wears ties with, like, cartoons on

When I was getting my paralegal degree, I had a torts teacher who was a successful insurance defense attorney. Despite the outwardly sinister nature of his field, he was incredibly nice, funny and had a highly appealing personality. But his fashion sense was so sad. One day a classmate came in wearing a suit. The

I don't know if those comments are "enlightening" so much as evidence of how unbelievably catty people can be and how psycho they sound when they pretend to know a lot of intimate details about famous people because of a combination of gossip reading and their own mean-spirited imaginations.

You know, for some reason, no matter how many terrible anecdotes I hear about Alec Baldwin, I just don't believe that he's really that bad a dude. I think he has a temper and certain buttons that are easily pushed, but I don't know...he seems....honest and real in a way that can sometimes get pretty ugly.

I await the inevitable and awesomely meta buddy comedy starring Rebecca Martinson and Michael Shannon.

I choose a polyamorous relationship with Pretty in Pink James Spader and Secretary James Spader.

Yeah, he may not be 25 any more, but let's face it, he could probably make you come with his voice alone.

Totally. I'd hate fuck the shit out of Stef, and then he'd have a breakthrough and cry in my arms, and then we'd be in a relationship and eventually have a lot of little tow-headed mini Spaders.

Right? I caught that movie again on HBO last weekend, which I followed up with several hours of Google imaging "James Spader's ass."

YES! Spader thread time! This seem to happen on Jezebel at least once a month.

Stop hating on Robert Pattinson's bitchface, Jezebel! Rob and I have the exact same expression when we walk down the street! This means we're soulmates.

"as someone who used to own a life-sized cardboard cutout of Legolas"

Ew, why the fuck did I just Google that? It seems almost too random to be untrue, but who knows. Even the thought has me vomiting.