Regardless of which one of these MySpace pages belongs to Melissa Rycroft, who got her ass dumped on “The Bachelor” finale last night — take your pick — she appears to be super sad! Or, you know, totally humiliated. “Love is a promise, love is a souvenir, once given never forgotten, never let it disappear,” reads one, but we like the update on the other one better: “Mel is completely humiliated.” Molly Malaney, who got dumped and then reupped, doesn’t appear to have a social networking presence, probably because she knows everybody hates her guts now. Melissa, on the other hand, has multiple Facebook groups dedicated to her: “Jason Mesnick is a SCUM BAG for dumping Melissa Rycroft!” and “Thank You Jason, We Will Gladly Marry Melissa Rycroft.” I think we may have found the next Bachelorette. Keep reading »
Profile for Amelia McDonell-Parry
I’ve got my two bottles of wine, I’ve got my leftovers, and I’ve got my catheter all hooked up. Just kidding on that last part, but maybe it’s not such a bad idea. After all, tonight’s finale is going to be three hours long — two hours for the finale and an hour for the special afterward, which may end up being WAY more exciting, if the rumors are true. Are you excited? I am! Check back with this post starting at 8 pm EST! Keep reading »
Finally, the day we’ve all been waiting for is here! Papa Bach will give out his final rose tonight and, if the rumor we’ve heard are true, he promptly take it back on the “After The Final Rose” special and give it to the woman he rejected. Now that’s gonna be entertainment! But until then, both Melissa and Molly have a 50/50 chance of winning Jason Mesnick’s heart, and a 100% chance of boring us to tears. In the meantime, as we await the three hour extravaganza (and I’ll be liveblogging it, per usual, pity me), here’s a Face Off between Bubbly Bitch #1 and Bubbly Bitch #2…. Keep reading »
Oh Spring, are you almost here? We are dying, dying to ditch our boots and tights in the back of the closet and break out the open toed footwear. Expand your collection of strappy sandals, with this pair of canvas, lace-up heels from We Who See. The slight wedge in the heel and the rubber sole means these babies are not only on trend, but also comfy. Great for skipping your way to happy hour at the beer garden! [$88, Urban Outfitters] Keep reading »
Poor Meghan McCain. It’s hard dating when you’re the daughter of a former Presidential candidate. Especially when he lost. But I’m not just emoting here — Meghan has expressed these sentiments in a new blog post over at The Daily Beast. In her column, “Looking For Mr. Far Right,” she writes that dating for her is a Catch-22 because she finds that she’s not only not attracted to Obama supporters (for obvious reasons), but hardcore supporters of her father too. After all, how’s she to know that the guy is into her for her and not because her dad is a failed presidential candidate? Keep reading »
Ever since the news broke that Rihanna had (allegedly) been beaten by her boyfriend Chris Brown, I’ve been saying that there would be no way she would take him back, even if she wanted to. After all, this is a woman in the public eye, who’s extremely popular with young women and girls. She’s also always seemed to be comfortable and okay with being a role model, unlike, say, Britney Spears, who never seemed to like the influence she had, or was expected to have, over her fans. As it became clearer that this incident did in fact happen and wasn’t just a rumor, I was even more convinced that she couldn’t and wouldn’t get back together with Brown — but part of me did wonder how I, and her fans, and just everyone, would respond if she did. So when I read that Rihanna and Brown were holed up at Diddy’s estate in Miami, and were supposedly reconciling, I thought two things:
1. Who does Diddy think he is? Dr. Phil?
2. WTF?! Keep reading »
This is a bit of an oldie, but a goodie, and something I hadn’t seen before until this weekend. When “Lost” was about to make its season one debut in the U.K., edgy photographer and filmmaker, David La Chapelle, was called in to direct the promo spots. Set to the tune of one of the sexiest songs ever, Portishead’s “Numb,” this trailer made me fall in love with “Lost” all over again. Keep reading »
On a daily basis, the average American is cutting back on expenses BIG time, especially when it comes to their social lives. Dinners at restaurants have been replaced by cooking at home, seeing movies in the theaters, at a whopping $12 a ticket seems excessive when you can wait until the film in on DVD, and traveling? For fun? Not in this economy!
But one social activity that’s NOT seeing a dip in participation is online dating. According to The New York Times, Match.com had its strongest fourth quarter in the last seven years. An easy explanation is that though times may be tough, loneliness is loneliness, no matter how much money you have in your bank account. Rich or poor, employed or recently laid off, everyone wants to have love. With that in mind, here are four reasons why online dating is recession proof. Keep reading »
Last night I was a having dinner with a friend of mine, who recounted a hilarious tale about her recent trip to the gynecologist, in order to get a birth control prescription. She’s currently sleeping with a younger guy (she’s 30, he’s 22) and they apparently have, uh, rather enthusiastic, somewhat rough, sex. My friend also has mild anemia, so she bruises easily. When she got to the doctor and was putting on her gown, she realized that she had forgotten that her chest was majorly bruised from a recent romp. Given that a breast exam is a routine part of a gynecological check up, she was instantly mortified about what her doctor would think. During the exam she pretended to be distracted by a particularly compelling article in Us Weekly, but after her doctor was through with his poking and prodding, he asked her to get dressed and come into his office. When she sat down, he said to her, “The bruises on your chest are cause for concern. Are you being abused by your boyfriend?” It was bad enough that he had noticed them, but to have to explain to her doctor — who’s pushing 70 — that her bruises were the result of rough sex and not physical abuse was downright mortifying. “No, I’m not being abused. I’m just dating a 22-year-old,” she said, in hopes that he would get her drift. She’s not sure if he understood what she meant, but she definitely thinks he didn’t believe her.
This story cracked me up, but also made me think that everyone must have at least one embarrassing gyno tale in their pocket. Tell yours, in the comments! Keep reading »