Really, nothing says BFF/you are my bestie/the person I will call at 4 am when I am freaking out/the first non-family person I will call when my first child is born/the person who will burn my diaries and clear my Internet history when I die … like a pen wrapped in thread. NOTHING.
I fell off the face of the earth, I know. I am sorry.
Dave at @fuckyeah-glamourshots started blowing up my phone to let me know that I got a rad shout-out from Mashable.com in their list of ’90s Tumblrs. Thanks a million, Mashable! COOL BEANS.
And I figured I should really start updating regularly again. Thanks for sticking around.
Thank you, Sara and Chloe! This made my night. I have to say that the Dwayne-Wayne glasses totally steal the thunder of the puffy-paint shirts.
I’d like to make a general statement about people who wear chunky, fake gold ID bracelets. But it’s a great deal more rude than what you’re suggesting, Brian.
Reese Witherspoon in Seventeen magazine, 1993
Oh, that Reese. Such a good girl. Pass the insulin, please.
