Most incidents of sexual harassment follow one of two scripts: 1.) How provocatively was she dressed? 2.) Is she just being a PMS-y humorless bitch and/or too sensitive? The story of Ines Sainz, the Mexican sports reporter who was sexually harassed by players and staff from the New York Jets, has forged a new narrative: What the heck was she doing in the men’s locker room? What kind of idiot is she — a former Miss Universe — to wade into that bath of testosterone?
Asking why Sainz violated macho airspace is not much different from putting her sartorial choices on trial. (And you’d best believe that’s happening, too.) It assumes men cannot control their behavior in the presence of a beautiful woman and they want — nay, need — a man cave where men can be men, damn it! There are more than a few Frisky commenters, not to mention public figures, who agree with this idea. When another reporter asked Sainz if she was OK after “hooting and hollering” when she entered the locker room with publicists, Jets player Chris Jenkins, for one, reportedly yelled, “This is our locker room!” Keep reading »
“Our backs ache/
Our skirts are too tight/
we shake our booties from left to right!”
Jennifer and Duane Tesch, of Madison Heights, Michigan, would have sooner gang-banged the cast of “Yo Gabba Gabba” than hear those words come out of 6-year-old daughter Kennedy’s mouth. I mean, who did the coaches think these kids are — Destiny’s Child? But when the Tesches complained to the cheerleading squad that perhaps there might be more age-appropriate cheers for tykes, what did the adults who run the Madison Heights Wolverines flag football cheerleading team do? They unanimously voted Kennedy off the team and told her she could try out again next year. The Tesches were told they would be reimbursed the cost of her $125 cheer uniform and to not let the door hit them on the way out. Kennedy will pursue gymnastics instead, her parents said. [FOX News] Keep reading »
It would be easy to hate Bryan Batt.
He breathes the same air as Jon Hamm, playing the closeted gay art director Salvatore Romano on “Mad Men.” He counts Christina Hendricks and Jane Krakowski from “30 Rock” among his besties. And you wouldn’t know it from “Mad Men,” but this Louisiana native has the dreamiest thick Southern accent.
But how could you hate someone who is just so darn nice? Bryan profusely apologized for playing phone tag with me because he was busy taking care of his elderly mom (aww!) and then generously chatted from the back room of the home furnishings store, Hazelnut, he owns in uptown New Orleans with his partner of 20+ years, Tom Cianichi. Can you say “down-to-earth”?
After the jump, find out if Bryan thinks Sal will ever return to “Mad Men,” what it was like playing Lumiere the candlestick on Broadway’s “Beauty & The Beast,” and how he felt seeing Jon Hamm’s handsome mug for the first time. (Answer: amazing.) Keep reading »
“She’s not ready. She’s very nervous. She’s never performed or done anything like that in her life, so it’s like we’re starting completely from scratch and having to build her confidence and make her feel like she’s doing it well. [Bristol] needs to work on moving her hips and not being shy to be sexy and sensual and womanly when she’s dancing. She’s a little shy, little taken back. She’s out of her element. She’s uncomfortable. It’s new for her. But she’s getting comfortable with it as we go along.”
— Mark Ballas, who is Bristol Palin‘s dancing partner on “Dancing With The Stars,” says the Wasilla teen mom is not quite ready for a hotcha cha-cha-cha. Sounds like her $30K-a-pop pro-abstinence speeches are making it tough to call forth her womanly wiles. [iVillage] Keep reading »
All right, who is the Frisky reader with HBO who will have me over for the five-night series of “Mildred Pierce”? Kate Winslet and Evan Rachel Wood star as a mother and daughter in a remake of an old black-and-white Hollywood film about spoiled children, indulgent parenting, sex, resentment and redemption. I’ve seen the 1945 original and lemme tell you, it’s juicy stuff, so I can’t wait to see what they do in 2010. Not to mention Kate Winslet in a period piece (lots of red lipstick and finger waves) should give Joan Crawford a run for her money. [Women And Hollywood] Keep reading »
She’s mellllllllting … and she’s the Speaker of the House. Nancy Pelosi is the cackling Wicked Witch of the West in a new “Wizard of Oz”-themed campaign commercial by Republican Congressional candidate John Dennis. An actress playing Pelosi flies in on a jet, jabbing Dorothy, Toto and pals with the end of her broom and shrieking that her flying monkey henchmen, the IRS, will come after them. That is, until John Dennis throws a bucket of water in her face. Keep reading »
If you somehow missed Camille Paglia in any gender studies or cultural studies classes, here is a general (but by no means complete) run down: she’s a public intellectual who is extremely critical of mainstream feminists and accuses them of being the P.C. police; she’s pro-pornography and pro-legalized sex work; she believes masculinity and femininity are essential qualities in each of us that should be nurtured; she argues love and sex are supposed to be passionate, even violent; and she is obsessed with both “high culture” and “low culture,” particularly art and literature of the ancient Greeks and Romans and the pop star Madonna. To say Camille Paglia is controversial is putting it mildly; quite a few female writers dismiss her entirely as a publicity whore. Personally, I’ve read a few of her books and old Salon.com columns and find some of Paglia’s ideas interesting to think about.
Some of Paglia’s criticisms are spot-on: indeed, the woman whose birth certificate reads Stephani Germanotta was raised in New York City’s Upper West Side, attended the same private school as the Hilton sisters and attended one year of $40K-a-year NYU, and was financially supported by her parents while she launched her music career. Paglia accuses Gaga of a disingenuous identity, writing:
“There is a monumental disconnect between Gaga’s melodramatic self-portrayal as a lonely, rebellious, marginalised artist and the powerful corporate apparatus that bankrolled her makeover and has steamrollered her songs into heavy rotation on radio stations everywhere.”
[Wikipedia: Camille Paglia]
Feminism has a lot of PR problems. Millions of people around the world believe men should be the heads of families and companies, women are designed to be their help-mates. The idea that women are better parents than men and men are better bosses than women are pervasive, to say nothing of the notion that the sole purpose of a women’s sexuality is to be a receptacle for male genitalia. Famous people who obviously support a woman’s right to be whatever she wants to be hesitate to label themselves a “feminist” out of fear for negative connotations of the word. And to top it all off, every few years some magazine declares, “Feminism is dead!” Seriously, Marmite gets a better wrap. Keep reading »