If you were alive in the ’80s, you probably owned (or really wanted to own) a Bedazzler. God, I worked my mom over for one of those and lost interest once it arrived in the mail. Go figure.
Thanks to Jennifer Love Hewitt, bedazzling had a bit of a resurgence … down there. There are so many possibilities when rhinestones and vaginas get together! The vajazzling phenomenon is hanging in there (how?) but it’s given people some crazy ideas about other types of body bedazzling.
This woman felt like it was appropriate to bling out her armpits. NOPE. I refuse to put rhinestones, ribbons and feathers in my pits. I really hope — pitdazzling I believe you would call it, –never catches on. Click on for some examples of body bedazzling gone terribly wrong. Step away from the rhinestones, people. [Cheezburger]
Jesse James’ mistress, Michelle McGee, thought she could battle wits with Chelsea Handler. Wrong. After Chelsea made a joke about Michelle not reading magazines because she has one on her face, Michelle retaliated by making fun of Chelsea’s botoxed forehead and her flabby “chicken wing arms.” Did Michelle McGee really want to bring up foreheads? Chelsea came back at her with a bucket o’ insults, “First of all, look at my forehead, you dumb bitch, okay? It moves. You have a tattoo on your forehead, so you have had a needle in your forehead — and probably Jesse James’ balls. So shut your face.” Ha ha! McGee followed that up with a weak Facebook status update: “In all seriousness, I’m a big fan of ‘Chelsea Lately’… I was laughing my ass off… feel so honored to have a transexual poke fun of me…” This round goes to Chelsea. Michelle McGee … you got served! Get back to your pedal pumping and leave the comedy to the professionals. May we recommend that Chelsea move on to making fun of Skittles Valentine now? [Celebitchy] Keep reading »
Hands down, the best thing about working at The Frisky is our amazing readers. We so heart all of your witty, thoughtful, and informative comments—heck, we even appreciate the mean ones. Sometimes, we can’t help but wonder about the faces behind avatars. We decided to launch a weekly column where we learn all about a Frisky reader. After the jump, meet TheOtherMe, one of our most prolific commenters. Keep reading »
Believe it or not, this is not part of a Tiger Woods Trojan endorsement deal. It’s a condom statue of him that was created to promote birth control and safe sex in Thailand. [Insert your own joke here and share in the comments.] I was going to make one about there being an army of mistresses hiding inside, but let’s see what you’ve got. [CNNGo]
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I can’t imagine how Sandra Bullock must feel right now. It’s been less than a month since the biggest moment of her career and she’s hiding out like a fugitive. She should be rejoicing, but instead she’s getting STD tests and grappling with the horror of knowing that her Nazi husband had a foursome with someone named Skittles Valentine. It doesn’t really get any more humiliating than that. I wish I had some words of comfort to offer … but I don’t. Instead, I think Sandy should look to some of her own films for advice and consolation. After the jump, words of wisdom for Sandra … from her own films. Keep reading »
How excited are we that Gabourey Sidibe has scored a gig hosting “SNL”? Eat that, Howard Stern! I love how even though the world has been literally riding her ass about her weight, that it hasn’t stopped her from moving forward with her career. Go Gaby! There’s no date set yet, but we’ll be watching anyways to see Betty White host on May 8. I’m hoping for a sketch where Gaby goes on her “I’d hit that” dream date with Gerard Butler. Could be funny. I’m feeling renewed faith in “SNL.” [Celebitchy]
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Just because we don’t send love letters by horse-drawn buggy or give the object of our affection a kid glove as a keepsake anymore doesn’t mean that romance is dead, right? Even though it feels that way most of the time, the truth is it has just kind of migrated … to the virtual world. With the advent of the internet and social networking sites we are able to connect with people like never before, even if it’s not “in person” with recited poetry. In case you thought great love stories were dead, here are some unbelievable internet love stories after the jump. Maybe they will make you believe in virtual romance.
Happy Passover! Did you all see the new pictures of Jesse James posing like Hitler? So charming. Oh, and one of his buddies just came out saying he had a foursome with him and suggests that Sandy get an HIV test. Sweet! But the good news is that Jesse is checking himself into rehab for drug, alcohol, and sex addiction. How do we know? He was pulled over by highway patrol on the way there for speeding and driving without a license plate. I know the question on everyone’s mind: which cheating scumbag would you rather have in your life: Jesse James or Tiger Woods? I know for me sex addiction trumps Nazi. Not to mention that my grandparents would die if I ever brought home a dude with a swastika tat. I never thought I’d say this, but I choose Tiger. Rap sheets for each after the jump so you can make an informed decision. And remember … rules of the game … you have to choose one. Share your best of the worst choice in the comments. [New York Post] Keep reading »