Sometimes I think it would be so much easier to be a woman in Jane Austen’s time. You know, like having only three dresses to choose from, communicating only by letter, and being told you will be married to your second cousin so you can inherit a big estate. That almost doesn’t seem so bad compared to that which is the modern dating scene. Sure, it may seem terribly anti-feminist (and kind of gross), but just think of all of the headaches you’d be spared. Keep reading »
Laugh and jeer all you want. You bet your Manolos I’ll be lined up this weekend, in my cutest summer dress, to see “Sex and the City 2.” I know that it’s so predictable-New-York-blogger-girl of me, but I am chomping at the bit. I don’t care if it’s stupid; I don’t care if Carrie and gang are wearing turbans and riding camels — I NEED IT! I especially need the hot men. Let’s play shun, shag, or marry with the dudes of “SATC2,” shall we? Keep reading »
In case it slipped your mind because you were too busy obsessing over “Lost,” tonight is the highly anticipated “American Idol” finale. I’m sticking with my prediction that Lee DeWyze will take the title. But really, the question on everyone’s mind is: who is going to take over the title of most obnoxious judge? Even though we’ve been loving to hate Simon Cowell for the last nine seasons, watching him leave is kind of … well … depressing. How can “Idol” possibly be the same without flat top-rocking, v-neck t-wearing, honest-to-a-fault Simon? When Paula left, she took the crazy with her, which we miss for entertainment value, but it didn’t ruin the show. (A little birdie told me Paula will be making a guest appearance on tonight’s episode. I wonder what she’ll wear?) But when Simon leaves, will he take all of the show’s credibility with him? I guess that depends on his replacement. The rumor is that Howard Stern is the frontrunner for the job. Please let that not be true. The only thing Howard Stern is qualified to judge is a wet t-shirt contest. After the jump, our 10 picks for who should attempt to replace Mr. Cowell. Keep reading »
Is that a therapist in your pocket or are you just really well-adjusted? You may be able to use that line very soon because mobile therapy apps are on the way. Just imagine—you might not have to pay $200 an hour to talk about your problems. You can just pop out your iPhone and a virtual therapist can offer you some perspective. Real therapists speculate that mobile mental health apps will be a great addition to ongoing in-person therapy, but not a total substitution. Some therapy apps are being designed to help patients track moods or even predict psychotic breaks. The exciting thing is that virtual therapy will be available 24/7 unlike even the best therapists. After the jump, three new mobile therapy apps that are in the works. All that will be missing is the couch. Keep reading »
Roxana Shirazi is a 30-something London gal who has an MFA in fine arts and lectures on gender and identity. But before she was on the lecture circuit, she was a rock ‘n’ roll groupie. She’s even written a memoir—like Pamela Des Barres’ I’m With The Band, only racier—about her shocking sexcapades with bands like Skid Row, Guns N’ Roses, Motley Crue, and Velvet Revolver. Tidbits from her tell-all include performing vaj tricks for Tommy Lee, a boring dinner date with Nikki Six, and a love affair with and pregnancy by Guns N’ Roses’ Dizzy Reed. He made her get an abortion. Holy crap! Sounds like this page-turner has all the makings of an international best seller. Only problem? Shirazi’s book The Last Living Slut: Born In Iran, Bred Backstage had most agents and editors too skittish to publish it. Keep reading »
I’m one of those people who doesn’t like to do what everyone else is doing. I’ve known this about myself since pre-school, when all the girls chose pink as their favorite color and I was so annoyed that I chose purple. In my adult life, this dynamic manifests itself in my TV habits. I refuse to watch a show that everyone’s talking about (unless of course I’m legitimately into it, ahem, “Mad Men“). Do I have to watch the hottest show just so I can make awkward conversation at the water cooler? Answer: No, I don’t. Thus, when “Lost” came on the air six seasons ago, and no one would shut up about it, I decided I would not watch it. A show about plane crash survivors on an island? No thanks. I’m sure the show is as amazing and mindf**ky as everyone says it is, but maybe if everyone would shut their trap about it for one second, I would be motivated to check it out.
As you can imagine, the weeks leading up to the finale have been a rough time for me. Everyone’s talking about the others, wormholes, laser beams, or whatever is happening on that crazy island. I have been inundated with magazine covers, interviews, “Lost” party invites, and Facebook status updates galore all about this show that I don’t give a crap about. The result? I feel disconnected from the human race. For those proud few who feel the same way as I do, we need to support each other to get through this rough time. After the jump, five suggestions for surviving the most annoying day of our life. I’m thinking about calling it L-Day. Keep reading »
Heh heh heh! Mark your calendars, folks, because Pee-wee is hitting the big playhouse! At 57 years old, Paul Reubens, best known to the world as Mr. Pee-wee Herman, is finally exposing himself as the Broadway star he was always meant to be. The well-received “Pee-wee Herman Show,” which has been running onstage in Los Angeles, will be getting a Broadway makeover before hitting the great, white way on October 26 for a six-week run. Ummm … tickets, please! Now! After the jump, 10 reasons I am so there. [New York Times] Keep reading »
How important is it for both partners in a relationship to be equally happy to make it last? According to a new study done at Deakin University in Australia, it’s very important … especially for the ladies. Researchers studied the effect of the “Happiness Gap,” a theory which states that the bigger the difference in satisfaction levels between spouses, the bigger the chance for splitsville. The study surveyed thousands of married and unmarried couples in Britain, Germany, and Australia and found that a big “Happiness Gap” was only a relationship dealbreaker if the woman was more unhappy than her man. Married women who were miserable were more likely to file for divorce than unhappy hubbies. They also found gaping “Happiness Gaps” in couples that were living together but not married, where the woman did most of the housework, came from a different social background from her man, or made more money than the man. They found much narrower “Happiness Gaps” in couples that came from similar social and religious backgrounds or where the woman was a housewife, student, or retiree. Conclusions? Men, make sure your woman is the happier one in the relationship. Oh, and help with the housework. And women, don’t have a career and a husband if you want to be happy. Womp womp. [Daily Mail] Keep reading »
After my interview with dating coach, matchmaker, and Have Him At Hello author Rachel Greenwald, I was totally pumped to test out some of the tips she gave. Specifically, what Rachel calls “I Spy a Facebook Guy.” The dating game? Give yourself some time each day to cruise around your friends’ Facebook pages and find 50 guys that you think are interesting. Then scope out their profiles and write them a message.
OK, confession: I logged onto Facebook the following day, went through one friend’s 431 friends, found one cute guy, and chickened out of writing him. I couldn’t even tell if he was single or not. Besides, I felt like a weird, desperate stalker. Not my style at all. Maybe I lack the necessary cajones to find love on Facebook. I logged off, dejected. But quitting is not my style either. So, I came up with an alternative plan that felt a little more “me.” Keep reading »