Geeks need love, too, and one of them apparently needs the quirkiest engagement ring box in existence: it’s shaped like TARDIS, the time-traveling police call box from “Dr. Who.” So did she say yes? Or is she holding out for David Tennant or Matt Smith? [The Mary Sue]
I’ve long complained in these Beauty Test Drives that I have dry skin. The driest skin. Well, I’m going to complain about it again! But this time it is to tell you that Benefit’s Boi-Ing concealer, which has a greasy, almost melted-waxy consistency, is a super choice for quick coverups on the go. Or, in moments of morning-after desperation, you could use it all over your face as a foundation. Keep reading »
I think we can all agree that the “Call Me Maybe” covers need to stop. Let the last and greatest be Carly Rae Jepsen herself covering “Call Me Maybe” with Jimmy Fallon and The Roots … on classroom instruments. Questlove with a kazoo FTW! [You Tube]
It’s not hard to understand why screenwriters love to make the male lead some kind of carpenter or woodworker: its a vaguely “manly” sounding job yet free-spirited and there’s ample opportunity to take their shirts off. I realized this the other night when I saw “Peace, Love & Misunderstanding” and fell head over heels in lust with Jeffrey Dean Morgan, who plays Catherine Keener’s super-sensitive love interest yet is also a manly-man carpenter. He’s a poor man’s Javier Bardem, but I won’t have to shank Penelope Cruz to get him in bed. Mmm-mmm. You can hammer my nail anytime, Jeffrey. Screw my bolts. Level my 2-x-4. Drill, baby, drill!
Enough with the double entendres. After the jump, eight more hot carpenters of film and television. I’m sure you’ll be impressed with how well they work with their wood. (Sorry.)