Working on a very dark project right now and I cannot stop watching this short called “Darkroom.” It’s not even that good narrative-wise. I still cannot stop watching it. 

Too many women settle. They say, “oh well, he has potential.” Potential is a lie. Potential just means you aren’t doing what you’re supposed to be doing!

Overheard two middle aged African-American women talking in a Harlem starbucks. 

FACTS!

I’m a pretty big bitch, but here is one thing that made me tear like a baby while clutching a friend’s arm recently, and that thing was watching “A Whole New World” performed during Aladdin on Broadway.

Rn. 

Rn. 

(Source: mansplainingryan)

Every week I like to cull my collection for books by misogynists, which I leave on my stoop for passers-by in Brooklyn tradition…once I purged my apartment of Norman Mailer, the space indeed took on a new lightness, a special kind of gleam.

But seriously, throwing shit out = underrated glee. When I left for college I think I decided, “I will surround myself with a stockpile of pop culture memorabilia and various sundries because SAFETY, and also because BED BATH AND BEYOND!” And that extended for a few years past college, until one day I woke up and thought, “maybe I should be an adult today” and I ruthlessly trashed 65% of my possessions (YES, IT WAS HARD. THERE WERE TEARS. BECAUSE I NEED YOU, HEINOUS GLITTER RED CROP TOP FROM 2008). Anyway, life is simpler now.  

Funny Person Michael Che to Host Weekend Update Alongside The Whitest, Dudiest, Averagiest Average White Dude SNL Could Find

Cecily Strong wasn’t a stand-out Weekend Update, but her place at the desk was important to SNL’s progression. Her counterpart Colin Jost feels equally unremarkable, if not noticeably weaker. So why is he still there when she isnt? Why does SNL still have such a hard time letting go of its underperforming white male cast members?

I think we all know bev > beyonce. 

Everyone was a little unsure, because you don’t know what someone’s bald head is gonna look like until it happens.

This account of Robin Tunney’s onscreen head-shave is but one part of Anne Helen Peterson’s expansive tribute to “Empire Records”.

She could have been remembered as the woman whom Johnny Carson rejected, or whose husband killed himself, or who turned herself into a plastic surgery freak show. Instead, she will be remembered as the woman who, no matter what, always found the punch line.

Hanna Rosin wrote a nice piece about Joan Rivers

housingworksbookstore:

beatonna:

time for haircut

Kate Beaton is a mind reader, I suffer from the same delusion/consequence.

Obvi I do too but only because it makes ME FEEL SO SAFE

housingworksbookstore:

beatonna:

time for haircut

Kate Beaton is a mind reader, I suffer from the same delusion/consequence.

Obvi I do too but only because it makes ME FEEL SO SAFE