A sofa that can't be easily cleaned? Yeah, might as well call me Picasso.
AKA, the semi-unhinged way I’ve gotten over even the most devastating heartbreaks in my life.
In which we discover that we, too, might have a thing for cowboys. ????
Three-paragraph rant, incoming.
"What else are people supposed to think when [Kate] sends out a photo not wearing her wedding ring?"
"It’s fair to say we were all completely baffled when the picture came out with the wedding ring missing."
Have you spent the past 48 hours spiraling over brick patterns? This is for you.
