Filament magazine, a for-women-by-women porno from England, ran into a spot of trouble recently. Quite inconveniently, their prudish printer refused to publish pictures of erections for fear of offending their other clients. How rude! Unfortch, that printer was 30 percent cheaper than other printers, so Filament‘s hands were tied—and not in a good way. But Filament just announced on their blog they were able to sell 328 copies and raise enough money to switch to pricier—and more liberal—printers. Hooray! You catch a preview of Filament‘s second issue online now and order a copy if it strikes your fancy.
I must say, the absolute best part of this story, however, isn’t that the porno mag can now print its peens. It’s how Filament posted a pic of a sexy guy sleeping in bed with a big black warning label over his crotch, which read “MAY OFFEND WOMEN.” Perhaps if you’re a woman who is easily offended by erections, you shouldn’t be looking at porn? [Filament Magazine] Keep reading »
After years of envying Kate Moss‘s seemingly infinite closet and Gisele‘s parade of bang-able boyfriends, a girl would be right to think the hardest part of a model’s life is choosing whose yacht in Ibiza to sunbathe topless on today.
But a few years ago, “America’s Next Top Model” began to peel back the layers of the modeling industry (well, with a weird, Tyra Banks-ian spin), and then a blogger called Tatiana The Anonymous Model chimed in on Jezebel about her take on a model’s life. But the piece de resistance on the Ugly Side Of Modeling canon is Hungry: A Young Model’s Story of Appetite, Ambition, and the Ultimate Embrace of Curves by plus-size model Crystal Renn. Keep reading »
While Amelia, Erin and Catherine hobnobbed with celebs like Janelle Monae and Miss J on >Fashion’s Night Out, I swung by Sephora in Times Square for a mini-makeover by co-founder of Benefit cosmetics, Jane Ford. I thought she’d just swish some pink blush on my cheeks and call it a day, but Ford actually told me propensity for girly pink-or-peach makeup is misguided. Someone like me, with dark, dark brown hair and pale, pale ivory skin (think: Christina Ricci’s coloring) should be wearing brown blush and brown lipstick. Yes, brown. Keep reading »
Plastic surgeons have reached a truly DIY medical breakthrough in Britain: cutting fat from a woman’s thighs and tummy and pasting it on her titties. Ladies who allow surgeons to play Mrs. Potato Head with their breasts can potentially shoot up three cup sizes. The “two-in-one op,” as it’s being called, will be widely available in Britain next year for around $13,000 and is currently being tested in the U.S.
It’s true that these so-called “natural breast enlargements” don’t involve the dodgy silicone used in most boob jobs, which has been known to harden over time and feel fake. But it’s still plastic surgery, which isn’t “natural” at all! Besides, how much would it suck if the layers of fat that the doctor redistributed from your thighs turned out to be the dreaded cellulite and it made your tits all wrinkly and pucker-y? Is that really worth a C-cup, ladies? [Times Of London] Keep reading »
In a supreme stroke of moronic-ness, this Friday Alabama’s Supreme Court upheld a 1998 ban on selling sex toys on Friday. It’s still perfectly legal to go Down South on yourself in private, thank God. But Alabama’s highest court said the legislature is allowed to ban the sale of sex tales in public, meaning it’s a crime to sell someone a vibrator or a paddle! A sex shop in Hoover, AL, called Love Stuff challenged the ban on the grounds it violated a horny person’s right to sexual privacy, yet the heat-addled judicial brains in Alabama upheld the ban as matter of public morality. Sorry, but the only thing morally wrong with this is making the good folks of Alabama wait 3-5 business days for a vibe to come in the mail. [The Birmingham News] Keep reading »
Despite the fact that Stephenie Meyer‘s books are public service announcements for saving yourself ’til marriage, some elementary and middle schools in Australia are banning the Twilight series books for being too racy. Man, I don’t know what Twilight books these peeps were reading, but the one I read was 544 pages of agonizing blue balls. Though, in a roundabout way, fretful grownups could be doing these kids a favor, as one school librarian told Australia’s Daily Telegraph about the censorship, “We wanted to make sure [the students] realize it’s fictitious and ensure they don’t have a wrong grasp on reality.” Good point. In reality, Bella would’ve ripped the clothes off a hottie like Edward and boned that vampire ass, stat. Keep reading »
Revelation! Bill Maher is a d-bag. About 20 seconds into this clip of his “New Rule” routine, he says:
“New rule: stop acting surprised someone choked Tila Tequila! The surprise is that someone hasn’t choked this bitch sooner.
Oh no, he did not go there. Keep reading »