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Today, your ‘90s indie film queen muva Parker Posey sat curbside at the Rachel Comey show for New York Fashion Week,

I was REALLY skeeved by a supercut of all the “sick burns” that were thrown at her during the roast. It was all sexist bullshit making fun of her looks...like...THERE’S SO MUCH MATERIAL THERE, WHY GO FOR THE SEXIST HACK JOKES?!?! I know we all hate her, but it doesn’t make that shit ok.

Method. I’ve used their refills for years because they were the only foamy soap refills that weren’t anti-bacterial.

Dammit. Now I want some cocaine.

Miss you Larry ;(

But if you get your kicks from feeling smarter than a 15 year old, I don’t want to get in your way.

Am I the only one who finds these kids cute as hell. They say a lot of stupid stuff but ultimately theyre good kids with good intentions for the world. Also Willow is hella talented.

I started working at Gawker.com in April of last year, and ever since, I’ve received a constant barrage of always furious, often antisemitic

pledgerized

Ashley Feinberg is a goddamn national treasure

Brock Turner. Nicholas Fifield. Now David Becker. The list just keeps growing. Time and time again the justice system tells white, male athletes that they can get away with rape, that their futures matter more than the futures of their victims. That they are the real victims. We hear you loud and clear, women’s lives

SHE’S JUST NOT THAT INTO YOU OKAY?

Still the best reply to that:

Her letter to The Toast slightly lessened the pain of it closing. Talk about micro-targeting! It was pretty awesome that she would send something to such a small, relatively obscure website, and it made my day to see it.

I’ve been commenting on Jezebel and Gawker through two user names (it KILLED me when I lost a starred account in an early Kinja changeover), two degrees, and four moves. It’s helped me procrastinate, meet people when I moved to new cities, given me an online community of hilarious strangers, and taught me about which

In all seriousness, what the fuck am I supposed to do at work all day now? My job? No thank you. Legitimately upset about the demise of Gawker, which I’ve followed since it started. May Peter Thiel suffer from a debilitating rectal prolapse while his Tesla catches on fire. RIP, Gawker.

I’m panicking now. I am. Where do we go from here? Who will take us? Where will the promise landblog be?

Yeah it was too much about six months ago. What’s a word for too much too much?

This is too much. This has really, really gone too far.