I spent yesterday in a room above a busy salon with a wine glass in hand, cheering on my friend as she shaved her thinning hair from her head… again. In the words of absolutely everyone, fuck cancer. There were tears at first, but then there were cheers and laughs and cock jokes.

From there, we moseyed our push-up bra’ed posse on over to eat our feelings in wine, pasta and fresh bread. As we do.

This Week:

Cool shit I saw online:


How charming does this movie look!?


My friend Greg Grunberg wants you to TALK ABOUT IT
. And you should be. NOW.


Possibly the best protest sign ever.


I want to buy these, but I have two questions. 1. Are they really wide calf? 2. How much blood plasma do I have to sell to equal $300?


Ever wonder what would happen when Buffy, Bella, Hermione, Katniss, Lisbeth and Michonne lived together in a house? Now you don’t have to. Love it?

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