I have one major quibble with these new ads for Calvin Klein’s Reveal fragrance starring Charlie Hunnam and model Doutzen Kroes: Why is she naked while the “Sons of Anarchy” star keeps his pants on? Sexism, dammit! I should be able to see as much of his bare ass as I see of hers! Luckily, SoA is back in a couple of days (September 9 at 10 p.m. on F/X, to be exact) — hopefully Charlie’s full moon will make a cameo. And if not, I’ve put a GIF of that fine ass after the jump… Keep reading »
Summer is far and away my favorite season and the arrival of September always puts me into a bit of a funk, because I know my days of wearing flip-flops and sundresses are coming to an end. But outfits like Reese Witherspoon’s remind me that fall fashion can be fun too. I’m not saying I’m looking forward to wearing sweaters, but I do love the look of a gauzy long-sleeved blouse with skinny jeans and booties, especially accessorized the way Reese has done with a long pendant necklace, a wide-brimmed fedora and major sunglasses. Winter can still blow me, but fall looks alright by me. Get the full look after the jump! Keep reading »
At nearly 35 years old, with about that many notches in my belt, you would think I’d have all my sexual interests figured out by now. But I’m actually happy to report that my ongoing sexual journey continues to be one of discovery, especially in the way of turn-ons. With that in mind, here’s the first in what I hope will be a semi-regular installment of Funny Girl Sex Guide, The Three Things Turning Me On Right Now.
“When I die (and yes, Melissa, that day will come; and yes, Melissa, everything’s in your name), I want my funeral to be a huge showbiz affair with lights, cameras, action … I want Craft services, I want paparazzi and I want publicists making a scene! I want it to be Hollywood all the way. I don’t want some rabbi rambling on; I want Meryl Streep crying, in five different accents. I don’t want a eulogy; I want Bobby Vinton to pick up my head and sing ‘Mr. Lonely.’ I want to look gorgeous, better dead than I do alive. I want to be buried in a Valentino gown and I want Harry Winston to make me a toe tag. And I want a wind machine so that even in the casket my hair is blowing just like Beyoncé‘s.”
In her 2013 book I Hate Everyone … Starting With Me, the late Joan Rivers, who passed away today at the age of 81, made her funeral wishes quite clear. Here’s hoping she gets everything she asked for. Clear your calendar, Meryl. [Photo: Getty Images]
It’s been a crap week. We all deserve to take a break from reality, kick back and watch this amazing video of Will Smith — that’s him in the gas mask — dancing on a Segway at Burning Man. Everything about this is so wrong it’s right. [NYMag.com]
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Legendary female comic Joan Rivers passed away today at the age of 81, her daughter Melissa said in a statement. Rivers’ death comes after she was put in a medically induced coma after she stopped breathing during throat surgery earlier this week. In her statement, Melissa Rivers wrote:
It is with great sadness that I announce the death of my mother, Joan Rivers. She passed peacefully at 1:17pm surrounded by family and close friends. My son and I would like to thank the doctors, nurses, and staff of Mount Sinai Hospital for the amazing care they provided for my mother. Keep reading »