In Sugar Bowl at dinner, I was angling for some sympathy, so I told Simon that no one had ever really loved me. “Tough luck!” he said, and we both broke up laughing.
Glitter keychains that said things like “100% Angel.” (Bonus points if they said “100% Devil” on the back.)
You build me up, you break me down. My heart, it pounds — yeah you got me.
After enduring an unusual 14-month pregnancy, Mariah Carey finally gave birth to her twins. The question that’s now on everyone’s minds is “what did the crazy bitch name them?” Given her proclivity for words like “rainbow”, “glitter”, and “honey”, we couldn’t help but wonder if she would end up naming them something like Sunshine Day, Incessantly, or Barrette.
What ticks me off the most is when people with real innovation (often black or gay) don’t get the credit for the ideas that less creative people steal. It is as if it’s A-OK to steal from gay culture, say, because it’s a minority culture, it’s less visible, it doesn’t exist in everybody’s heads.