TV shows love weddings. Love them.
Lisa is a sentient Lisa Frank pencil case.
Let me begin by saying that the first quarter of the episode was the most poignant episode of 16 and Pregnant I’ve ever seen.
Remember when we had hope?
During the first half of the RHOBH season, Dorit has gone from annoying to detestable to a personal trigger where every time she’s on screen
But here's the thing that still mystifies me—why'd he choose Becca in the first place?
Be kind to us today, America, we're feeling like terrible, no good, bad people for watching a nice girl cry on our television for 50 unedited minutes!
As the resident exotic Peruvian Heaux, I approached this week’s episode of The Bachelor with the utmost responsibility and a tremendous sense of gravitas
A potential champion straight up Katniss-ed herself out of the running. And here I thought The Hunger Games weren’t relevant anymore.
Why do we always rely on cell phone cameras after midnight? Are the producers Gremlins?
Beth is wearing her hair down, so you know she is ready to snort some coke off a Magic Mike’s ass.
Poor poor, Arie. I mean, what a dummy.
Say what you want, but it takes some talent to ruin dinner on a whole other continent.
The ladies arrived in New York City ready to take on the world and ended up drunk and weeping in the rain, threatening to take cabs (gasp!) back to the hotel.
Trixie plays RuPaul like a malfunctioning android.
There’s nothing I love more than sweeping romantic shots of Lisa VP and Erika's closets. That’s my love language.
If you ever needed proof that men prefer women who are quiet and pliable and look nice, this season of The Bachelor is it.
Nobody ever taught Milk the golden rule: don’t talk shit if it isn’t necessary.
Friendships are made, friendships are lost, a rich British lady rolls around in a bag of puppies, like sands through the hourglass, so are the days of our lives.
This is an episode that is based entirely in the past, or pasts of the past, by having at its center the memories the Pearsons created in their Jeep Wagoner
Krystal asks, “Is Arie really looking for, like, a strong woman?” NO, GIRL, HE IS NOT.
Right as I was to sense this, uh, thing they call feelings, NBC DECIDES TO FLASH AT THE BOTTOM OF THE SCREEN #SHARETHEMOMENT PROMPTING FANS AND VIEWERS TO…TO DO WHAT EXACTLY? TAKE A SELFIE WITH A LOVED ONE’S DEAD BODY?
I discovered the show Big Mouth mostly because I was bored, hungover, and because Netflix was pushing it on me as something I’d like since I'm still mourning the loss of Bob’s Burgers
Something’s rotten in the state of Drag Race. (It’s Milk. Also Shangela.)
She’s pretending that her last name is Marcelle now but like the North remembers, it’s Pigford.