Oh thank god(s)(ess). Feel better, Emma!

YOU GUYS! Is this for real???!!

Essence wore it better.

I don’t even care how ridiculous it is. I will never tire of John Hodgman’s shtick.

This I think I could tolerate, but the other day I got stuck on the A train with some Julliard kids who just got out of theater practice and insisted on singing “We’ve Got the Beat” in four-part harmony THE ENTIRE WAY TO 125TH ST. And it was definitely a #killmenow scenario.

Kinda OT, Re: Helen Williams, and breaking the color barrier in marketing: over the weekend I heard this fascinating piece from Planet Money about Tom Burrell who started the first black ad agency in the US. He pretty much had every Fortune 500 company eating out of his hand for telling them straight up, verbatim,…

Photo. It’s all about the Kodocho-o-ome. As Simon says, “it gives you those nice bright colors/ it gives you the greens of summer...” (And now I’ll have that song in my head for a week.)

Came here to say the same. Actually pretty fitting, what with the homophobia. Also the whole blackface thing... http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Michelle_…

Clothing size is the WORST indicator. It’s a total mindfuck. I’m 5’7”, 135ish and I find myself wearing sizes ranging all the way from 2-8. It all depends on the cut, the designer, and your body type. I have a small chest and waist, but wider shoulders and hips, so I’m hourglass — and a I have an ass. Jeans? It’s a…

TBH, I couldn’t get past the name and haven’t seen it. So technically I’m actually part of the problem. But I will right this injustice I’ve been party to! I wonder if it’s on Netflix...

“I think my ex gf may have aborted a fetus that potentially shared my genetic material, show me her medical records!” SHUDDER.

So, for non-sports wonks... South Africa being all, “We did not buy that World Cup!” is essentially the sports ball equivalent of “I did not have sex with that woman!”

Same. There was a brief, beautiful moment where it looked like it was happening — then he made that movie with Lucy Liu that had a stupid name, and it was over. But we can always hope!

Counterpoint: John Sayles. A white director who manages to make movies about nonwhite people with nonwhite actors, see: A Brother From Another Planet and Lone Star. Apparently he’s now working on a project about Carlisle Indian Industrial School, and is holding open casting for indigenous actors.

That’s Maya Thurman-Hawke.

Then there’s the whole thing about the connection between equity (the financial kind) and inequality. It just layers on the ick.

By my calculations there are three possibilities: Hillary, Ron Paul, and Mike Huckabee. TBH my money’s on Hillary. I hope I’m wrong.

All I know is it’s Chaco season, and I’ll petty much wear these every day ‘till it snows. IDGAF.

I had ovarian cysts when I was a young teen, and had to have a transvaginal ultrasound. I had never had sex, and I’d only had my first pap smear months earlier. To make matters worse, I have a narrow vaginal canal, and I was so anxious and already doubled over in pain, and even with lube and forcing they could barely…

I was a fill-in plus-one for a wedding a couple years ago where I got to witness some retributive thunder-steeling of the highest order. The best man (the groom’s bro) used his speech to announce his wife was pregnant with their first child; he brought her up to the front and everything. That bride looked like she was…