I love the guy, every time I see his picture posted on a story on one of the Giz sites, I invariably think to myself “Goddamn I’m aging well.” It’s a hollow high, sure, but you have to take your victories where you find them.

Michael Rapaport is 48 looks 63 and acts 16. If you keep literally every aspect of him exactly the same there’s hotter men every place anywhere. 

I posted on a different thread that it reminded me of this

But anonymous sources told THR say they feared retaliation from Shaw for speaking out about their workplace conditions. “She uses this idea of being feminist and a progressive as camouflage,” one employee said.

Meh. Your second thought is roughly what I’m getting at. And the author’s barely three-sentence passive aggresivism isn’t smart.  

Honestly, this seems like exactly the sort of tone I would expect at Jezebel: snarky, bafflingly opaque if you don’t know what they’re talking about, and dismissing something even while bringing it to your attention.

Jezebel’s writers are so progressive that they’ve eaten their own tails. You can’t acknowledge the minorities who suffer the worst violence in our society, and so you assume you’re cooler than everyone else. I think it’s worth writing a story about her. 

Right? It feels way to soon to have this kind of dismissive tone about it.

But she’s the first hot woman who was hot and also a woman of the type of woman that she is, which is important to show that hot women can be hot enough to enter into hot women contests! This really is some amazing inclusivity!

This doesn’t bother me? When models act like they eat and exercise like normal people, it just makes normal people feel like shit for not looking like that. I feel a lot better about my body knowing that at least I get to enjoy food while she has to settle for raw vegetables and that pear.

This. I feel horrible for Ariana, who was blamed for Manchester, blamed for Mac Miller’s suicide, and is now being blamed for Pete Davidson’s fragile state and Kanye feeling attacked.

Now I’m imagining a world in which Aaliyah plays the lead in every musical biopic.

It is so awkward/irritating to watch other people take an endless stream of photos of themselves. It takes away from my enjoyment of the place! I will admit to, like you, inconveniencing them once they pass a certain point of # of pictures taken. Oops, I just HAVE to look at this rock here! Move along, move along...

it seems that it was indeed by a baby.

I’m not sure Aaliyah would have made a great Freddie, but I guess we’ll never know.

Meh, they’re trying to get an education on how to be an “Instagram Influencer.” $500 seems cheap as a “you are a bad person” tax.

This past summer, while the Hubs and I were on our annual Okanagan holiday, was the first time Instagram Influencers showed up at one of the spa resorts we treat ourselves to. I have never seen an influencer in action and it’s kind of horrifying to watch. The makeup is just so, full on slap at all times. The hair is…

I’ve actually developed a two-step Social Media Influencer Master Class that’s entirely free:

100% same.  I have always said I was born in the wrong era.  I’m porcelain white and pear shaped.  Worship my pasty ass. 

I love this. Further, can we get a chrome extension like the one that replaces photos of 45 with kittens, except it replaces Kardashians and Giseles with Botticellis?