Ah I loved Bebe. My 20 something self found many a sexy outfit for hot dates. I’m glad I had that sexy gal moment, you know— before kids. Back when my boobs were still perky and I didn’t need to wear a bra. Those were the good ole days...

Jesus Kendall, maybe go out there and do something that shows you aren’t as tone-deaf as this ad made you seem? Join a protest, donate some money, be willing to get arrested to make a point? If you are still butt-hurt about the Pepsi ad you could always just, you know, prove the critics wrong.

“It’s my job, it’s my life,” Lahren sais. “Without that, I feel lost. When your outlet is taken away from you, when your catharsis is stripped from you, and you don’t understand why and you’re so disappointed and you’re so blindsided by it, it hurts.”

My job is my job. My catharsis is cross-stitching and no one can take that from me.

The comments over on Gizmodo are depressing AF. To paraphrase, the elderly doctor deserved it, should not have raised his voice, should have just used his “cell phone to re-book patients from his hotel room,” and that this whole incident has been entirely blown out of proportion.

This is the quote from the Times that truly concerns me.

Although I hate myself for automatically questioning the victim, that age is curiously close to this being sexual abuse vs prostitution, no?

This just dawned on me. Jared Kushner looks like Orin from Parks and Rec.

Can anyone explain why the fuck that asshole is in Florida right now? Should he be in DC, since he’s trying to start a war?

Something I’ve been wondering about a lot lately is: at what age does someone become complicit in and responsible for something they were born into? Barron gets a pass, Arabella gets a pass, but ... Tiffany?

That’s a nice way of saying “rich, talent-less, spoiled brat”

“The world sees her as this glamorous, sophisticated, jet-setting woman,

I imagine that when you belong to the kind of shallow, narcissistic world that the Kardashian clan has built for themselves then the smallest bit of criticism must be really hard to take.

Nelly Furtado collaborated with Caetano Veloso (to call Caetano Veloso the preeminent Brazilian singer-songwriter in history is not doing him justice), many moons ago. I was happy but a little puzzled. They, obviously, can both sing in Portuguese, but Azorian culture is (literally) a world away from that of Brazil.…

Folk Nelly is the superior Nelly

I’ve been a fan of hers since her Whoa, Nelly days, and I maintain that Folklore is an underrated gem of an album. I’m glad she had a bit of fun (and made some coin) during her Timbaland days, and gladder that she’s gotten back to more personal music.

I looove her new song “Pipe Dreams.”

Side dude is what I have always pictured. Or a really gussied up llama in pearls.

And just think, if he’d pushed for MJ decriminalization in his state, he probably wouldn’t have been fucked with by the cops in teh first place. It’s hard when your own evangelical bias conflicts with your active hypocrisy in real time.