I definitely had a hideous twinset circa 1999. It was beige, washed me out and did nothing for me shape-wise. I was 15 going on 65. But hey, if it worked for Anna Scott...
NOT COOL, BOBBY FINGER. I wasn't ready for that.
Big fan! Ideally, I'd say bye to the hostess, but at a recent birthday party, I told one friend I was ready to leave, she says "Oh! I'll go with you I'm ready too. Let me just tell my husband." Then he says he's just about ready he just wants to do one more thing and then I give up on him to find the birthday girl and she's surrounded by people so you have to say goodbye to all of them and then my friend and her husband have wandered out now too and they're saying goodbye to all those people.. it takes 20 min at a minimum. No more!
As for the host just going to their room and shutting the door -- perfect. I think my guests would much rather I go to sleep than have a crying fit at 3am because I'm exhausted and they haven't left yet.
This was great! Now, can we get an in-depth essay on that jean cutoff ping pong game?
Also, A River Runs Through It! My dad rented it when it first came out and told me I wouldn't like it because it was very slow and I'd find it boring. Obviously I had to watch it and yelled at my dad, "I like boring movies!"
But nothing beats Butch and Sundance.
@hallelujah I know! Why Gucci? Like, basic bitches wear that shit so why even bother?
So I know it so wasn't the point of the article, and as the earlier commenters noted his Friday Night Lights =/= what most immediately comes to mind with Friday Night Lights, but I spent the first couple pages wondering, "What does Tim Riggins look like in a great leather coat?"
But really, how can you wear that many pairs of gloves? And why wouldn't you send back the boots you accidentally bought duplicates of at the very least??
I'm so glad my spending compulsions are mostly limited to on-sale nail polish.
@Emby I suspect it might double as a snitch.
One time a guy who liked me said I looked like Topanga. I don't, but I think he meant chubby with big boobs. I told him my actual name (Meghan), which he couldn't remember as he kept calling me Maggie. I was annoyed by this and left the bar with my friend. Turned out, he lived right around the corner from me as when my friend and I parted ways, he was just getting out of a cab. He shouted "TOPANGA!" down the street like he was Stanley in Streetcar. We made out.
@raised amongst catalogs I can picture that "Twistin' the Night Away" dance right now! Watched that movie a lot when I was little.
Also, I loved that Martin Short interview with Kathy Lee (?) where she's going on and on about his wife (who died) and is all "so how long have you guys been married?" and he doesn't correct her on air, but says "I've loved her for 30 (or whatever) years"