Just so we're clear, my upper age-limit for men is whatever age Paul Newman is currently. I would never want to miss out on my chance due to a technicality.
Remember how much we all hated Marcel on Top Chef? Ok, well all that collective bad karma has finally gotten him in trouble. Or maybe it was the wine...
Turns out Elizabeth Edwards was supposed to go public with the shame and humiliation of her husband's affair. What do you suggest, exactly? That she pass out flyers at the Post Office that proclaim, "My husband's a cheater, cheater, pumpkin eater?"
A&F stores all smell really good, but I'm so glad that I'm too fat and old to fit into their clothes.
My homegirl, Kathleen Sebelius, was an opening act for Hillary last night at the DNC. Just in case you missed her speech, not only did she illuminate Obama's strengths to the hard-to-win over rural voters, she kicked John McCain in the moneymaker with wit and eloquence. Rock on, sister!
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