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Muffy Bolding Chola Moment of the Day: Today at Target, I actually got into a FULL ON girl skirmish/bitch fisticuff with Miss Jackie Beat…OVER A DRESS WE BOTH WANTED. Shit, Homes…I took off my hoops, put the baby in the … Continue reading →

A meaningful little message to all the tiresome, uninteresting misanthropes, pricks, and infernal whiners in the world: “Why don’t you knock it off with them negative waves? Why don’t you dig how beautiful it is out here? Why don’t you … Continue reading →

Today, a friend gave me a lovely and most unexpected compliment about the luminosity of my skin — and asked me to give up my beauty secrets as to how I maintain its peachy, healthy glow. Well, Miss Holly, here … Continue reading →

“I’m too fat to live in a castle.” — In 2009, I breathlessly and shamelessly announced this to an entire room of film colleagues and friends, after walking up a particularly lengthy and steep set of stairs in the STUNNING … Continue reading →

Last week was blustery, cold, and delightfully grey — and I was BESIDE MYSELF with glee. I was writing and knitting like a madwoman and reveling in both my element and the earth’s eternal promise of the chill, dark days … Continue reading →

“A person who is nice to you, but rude to the waiter, is not a nice person.” — Dave Barry (By the way…if you ever want to see my fatass UNLEASH THE FUCKING KRAKEN — just treat a wait person … Continue reading →

“It’s only with great vulgarity that you can achieve real refinement, only out of bawdry that you can get tenderness.” — Lawrence Durrell

Muffy’s Scandalous Science Sunday: According to rigorous experimentation using the Scientific Method, these two facts we know to be empirically and categorically true: 1) One cannot possibly sneeze with one’s eyes open…and 2) One cannot possibly floss one’s teeth without … Continue reading →

From Miss Jackie Beat: Post 7 completely random, unrelated things that you LOVE! Here are mine: Roman Centurion Titus Pullo of the MIGHTY XXIV; Noro Japanese yarn; “The Wife of Bath”; the Frito smell of my chihuahuas’ paws; the soy … Continue reading →

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