Did anyone else watch Project Runway tonight and was equally appalled about how the judges kept talking about how Kenley’s pop outfit was revealing without being trashy? Since when is a fishnet top with a spangly bra underneath it and a miniskirt so short that if Kenley sat down we’d all be getting a hooha [...]
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One time I read about how, when you’re like, “what was I saying?”, by and large it turns out the thing you were saying was about yourself. I told Laurie about this, and on on the breaks we’d take together at the bank (holy crap, 4 years ago now), we’d say, forgoing all pretense, “OK, [...]
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I know that love is, like, beyond color and creed and whatnot, but I have to say I just DO NOT GET James Carville and Mary Matalin. The fact of their relationship is cool, in a theoretical way, but I just don’t get it. If you hadn’t guessed (and maybe I’ve said so before), I’m [...]
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The last taste of summer, Radiohead at the Bowl. Which was AWESOME, except for these bro-ey types Arsenio-Hall-style whooh-whooh-ing to Karma Police. Frat boys heart Thom Yorke? Fascinating. My only theory is that they once got laid to Fake Plastic Trees and have been fans ever since. I’m way too ready for fall already: some [...]
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