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Despite being an avid beach-goer, for the last few years, I have been using a shabby tote I got for free as a beach bag. It has the name of an almost immediately canceled reality TV show on it. As I prepare to step on the sand for the first time this summer, it is time for me to grow up and get a real beach bag. Here are 12 canvas and straw options I am considering. Click away!
Sigh. Seriously, I think the hardest part of my job is picking the winners for our various giveaways. You guys post such awesome answers, I end up having to seek second and third opinions on who should take home the booty. Last week, I asked you to tell me your ultimate summer beach bag essentials, and the commenter with the best/most creative answer would score a limited edition Hayden-Harnett scarf and an autographed copy of Brenda Novak’s Inside. All of your answers certainly gave me great ideas for what I should throw in my beach bag this weekend (it’s gonna be 80 degrees and sunny, holla!). But when it came to picking a winner, I had to go with the commenter who had the most unique story behind their ultimate beach bag necessity. Check out the winning comment, after the jump! Keep reading »
Pippa Middleton’s backside is already famous. If The Enquirer’s sources are accurate, we may be seeing a whole lot more of P-Middy from the front. Word on the ‘bloid circuit is that Oprah Winfrey is pursuing Pippa to become daytime royalty at OWN. Yes, you read that correctly, Pippa Middleton may get her OWN talk show. After the jump, some concepts for Pippa’s talk show, if it’s really happening, that is. [Celebitchy] Keep reading »
“There is no justice for drunk women,” begins Andrea Peysner’s New York Post column, “It’s Open Season For Predators In Uniform,” about the acquittal of a cop accused of raping a drunk woman in her apartment. “A Manhattan jury yesterday had to decide whom it hated more: a rotten police officer who admitted he lied, cheated, cuddled, kissed and groped a drunken woman. Or the woman herself … But there never was any contest. The jury loathed her on sight.” Peysner, it should be noted, is known for her extremely conservative views. I generally consider her a wack job, so I was shocked to read that she was just as appalled as I am by the results of this case.
As a young woman who has also been drunk on many occasions, this case has resonated deeply with me. It has, in particular, reminded me of a night I had eight years ago. I am now wondering how a jury of my peers would have judged me had the night gone differently. Keep reading »
The other day I was having dinner with a guy friend when he spotted something over my shoulder that had him salivating. Seriously, his eyes were going all googley and crap.
“What are you looking at?” I finally asked him.
“Don’t turn around now, but when you can, check out the woman at the table behind you and to the left.”
I nonchalantly gave the ol’ side eye. Keep reading »