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been there, dahling, image source: bravotv.com
So after the (semi?) successful attempt at making a British-American dish like the chia muffins (some of these recipes seem to just be either very American or very British, tbh), I decided to get all kinds a fancy and make something I have never done before- fish in parchment paper. Steamed Mediterranean Fish Parcels, to be exact. Doesn’t that sound bougie af? Continue reading
this quinoa makes me so HAPPY!
GUYS do you watch Ladies of London on Bravo? I never had much of an interest until last year when I finally watched my first season. It’s SO GOOD. Caroline Stanbury is the Lisa Vanderpump of London (which is v confusing, as Lisa is British too) and may very well be the BEST reality villain on Bravo. I LUFF HER. Unfortunately for us, she did not write this book. Little Marissa Hermer (her American accent sounds AWFUL next to all of these posh ladies, but not as bad as that blogger Julia or Juliette or whatever) did. Continue reading
missed part one, part two, or part three? check em out!
last installment, y’all! image source: giphy.com
More letters from Kelly O… Continue reading
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man, the early 2000s were… something. image source: giphy.com
And even MORE chicken soup for your soul! I mean letters from Kelly O. Continue reading
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just your average Tuesday in Kelly’s world. image source: perezhilton.com
More letters from Ms. Kelly O: Continue reading
not gonna lie, that hair is badass. image source: audible.com
Isn’t it crazy to think that The Osbournes premiered on MTV more than FIFTEEN years ago? Y’all, we are old af. It’s also straight loony tunes to realize that without Ozzy, Sharon, Jack & Kelly, there would probably be no reality television like we have today. It’s so weird to imagine watching just scripted shows with like Juliana Margolis and no screaming pile of hair extensions and silicone crying because her dog’s cat’s cat mitzvah was a disaster. Continue reading
ugh, the last one is twisted. living an #Instagramlife is hard, y’all.
Even after my less-than-stellar experience with Khloe’s kollab (barf) with Kylie’s Cosmetics, I decided I had to try Kim’s new KKW collection (man, in such a politically and ethically turbulent year, all of the K’s really seem to be in poor taste). Kim might not be everyone’s cup (kup? I KAN’T STOP!) of tea, but I think we can mostly agree that her make-up as of late is FLAWLESS. Continue reading
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match made in reality tv heaven. image source: rebloggy.com
So Bruce meets Kris and decides SHE is the one that can get his life back on track. And by life, he means career. Kris was the most socially gifted human Bruce had ever met and was in awe of her ability to work a room. “Shocking!” – no one ever. Anyway, Kris immediately takes over Bruce’s career and fires his old management team. She gets him back into shape (minus da boobies, which stayed even after he ceased the female hormone therapy) and finds him several exercise equipment endorsement deals. Honestly, I am just waiting for the other shoe to drop because so far, Caitlyn has said nothing bad at ALL about Kris. So, either Kris completely (kompletely? no) overreacted to this book or, something is COMING, y’all.
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not gonna lie, I love the lip color here. image source: tumblr.com
SO where were we? Ah yes, well Bruce finally mentions his sons he had with Linda Thompson, Brandon (who he calls one of his two best friends, the other being his son Burt) and Brody (who he calls a “successful DJ” #shade). A lot of this book seems like an apology letter to his children, which is just really… sad. Bruce had six kids with three different woman and besides Kendall and Kylie, wasn’t around hardly at all in their childhoods. Maybe I am crazy, but I would prefer maybe some affirmation from my dad directly, not in a memoir. But perhaps (perhaps!) my family dynamic is a little different than the Jenners. Continue reading
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isn’t it literally in the title of this book that she does? image source: rebloggy.com
So Bruce wins the gold medal at the 1976 Olympics in the decathlon and stares at himself naked in the mirror wearing only the medal (um, okay). He should feel like he has accomplished something SO huge, but his gender issues (as he describes them) continue to plague his self-confidence. Even though he had essentially turned himself into the very personification of masculinity, Bruce knew he was still really running away from himself (YOU SEE WHAT I DID THERE!? RUNNING!) Before his training, Bruce met his first wife, Chrystie (just imagine if she had spelled her name Khrystie. Somewhere in America, a teen mom just got an idea for her baby name). While Bruce worked on the ‘Lympics, Chrystie worked as a flight attendant (this is all so 70s, I love it) and was the bread winner. Continue reading
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