MK

I thought it was a joke, and she was going to say "just kidding". That said, best lip sync of the season.

*grabs chain and brings you in close*

I got a new toy today. My review: holy fuck

I'm just gonna bring you soup

Cuddles

Holy fuck

👀

You're wearing slippers?

Okay dads

...side

*noms butt*

Vibes

God yes

This feels correct

We need one for gays that remember the 90s

UK LGBTQ+ people: Contact your MPs about the new guidance on social transition in schools - if implemented, it will lead to yet another rise in trans youth suicides.

My big problem is that I am very tall, so I rarely do well from second hand shops. On the other hand I have a sewing machine and the delusion I can make anything

I'm in dire need of kissing boys

For sure - always hate the beige bland "gender neutral fashion" when queer/NB people dress as: a fey from the woods; a 70s librarian; a 90s presenter of a children's art program; a murder mystery attendee; or an aging punk

Daaaaaaaamn 🥵

This is so gender

God damn!

Sure

Do you hear any complaints? Probably not over the sound of those cheeks clapping

*squeeze*

However, that blue represents millions of dollars and countless jobs.

And it's sort of comical how you think that you've made a choice that exempts you from the fashion industry when, in fact…you're wearing a sweater that was selected for you by the people in this room…from a pile of "stuff."

... showed cerulean military jackets? And then cerulean quickly showed up in the collections of eight different designers. And then it filtered down through the department stores and then trickled on down into some tragic Casual Corner…where you, no doubt, fished it out of some clearance bin.

But what you don't know is that that sweater is not just blue. It's not turquoise. It's not lapis. It's actually cerulean.

And you're also blithely unaware of the fact that in 2002, Oscar de la Renta did a collection of cerulean gowns. And then I think it was Yves Saint Laurent who...

This… “stuff”? Oh, okay. I see, you think this has nothing to do with you.

You go to your closet and you select that lumpy blue sweater, for instance, because you're trying to tell the world that you take yourself too seriously to care about what you put on your back.

Sometimes we need a cheerleader