Last weekend, the once-anonymous writer behind the Secret Diary Of A Call Girl books revealed her real identity. Now everyone in the world knows 34-year-old neurotoxicologist Dr. Brooke Magnanti penned the insanely popular blog, Diary Of A London Call Girl, under the nom de plume “Belle du Jour.” (Which, of course, turned into a Showtime TV show starring Billie Piper.) As is to be expected, newspapers tracked down Magnanti’s dad, Paul, and he professed shock at the news that his daughter slept with people for cash while earning her Ph.D.
But then Brooke Magnanti’s dad dropped a somewhat awkward bomb in the middle of this call girl tale: He and his daughter have been estranged for years because she was upset that he’d slept with over 150 prostitutes, some of whom were drug addicted. Keep reading »
John Mayer doesn’t just open up to the paparazzi about private stuff with Jennifer Aniston—he composes ditties about her, too. Case in point: it doesn’t take Sherlock Holmes to figure out that “Heartbreak Warefare,” the first song on Mayer’s new album, Battle Studies is about Aniston being hung up over Brad Pitt:
“Drop his name, push it in and twist the knife again
Watch my face, as I pretend to feel no pain
Clouds of sulfur in the air, bombs are falling everywhere
It’s heartbreak warfare
Once you want it to begin, no one ever wins at heartbreak warfare
If you want more love, why don’t you say so?”
Considering Mayer has only banged pop/movie stars for the past several years, a little deductive reasoning tells us at least a couple more songs on the new album are about past relationships with Aniston and Jessica Simpson. So we listened to the whole Battle Studies album and have created, after the jump, a purely speculative compilation of John Mayer’s song lyrics about which starlets he’s ben boning: Keep reading »
Dashing out the door this morning, I called out in the general direction of my boyfriend, “Bye! I love you!” and he responded, “I love you, lollipop!” Lollipop? That’s a new one. (I won’t dish what his regular pet name for me is, but to my father, I’m Boop Boop, and to my mom, I’m Monkeyface. Hey, stop laughing!) Schmoopy pet names might be the #1 obnoxious thing couples do, but don’t try to act like you’re not guilty of it, too. Since we’re nosy girls here at The Frisky, we want to know your most embarrassing little terms of endearment. C’mon, don’t be shy! Tell us in the comments below. Keep reading »
That’s not just a tacky sculpture of a woman with no nipples—that’s a vintage ad for an actual phone! I love how this redheaded lady is buck naked except for the gold leaves covering up her lady bits to preserve her modesty. To see a full-sized (NSFW) pic, click after the jump… Keep reading »
Ladies, meet Shane Ryan. He’s a crap human being. Like, crappier than Joe Francis, that “Girls Gone Wild” dude. Just how crappy is he? Ryan, a porn actor/director whose past work includes klassy flicks like “Vaginal Holocaust” and “Amateur Porn Star Killer,” is at work on a film based on Jaycee Dugard called “Abducted Girl: An American Sex Slave.” Yeah, Jaycee Dugard. As if getting kidnapped, locked in a backyard and repeatedly raped by some psycho wasn’t bad enough. According to IMDb, “Abducted Girl” is presently filming.
In an interview with CBS13, Ryan claimed, “We want to capture how sad this story is, but also how interesting. We’re trying to figure out a way to do this so it’s not exploitative.” Uh-huh. Riiiight. You just thank your lucky stars for the First Amendment! [Mercury News] Keep reading »
Ever since David Letterman and ESPN’s Steve Phillips schtupped their underlings, all the glossy women’s magazines have scrambled for a good and juicy “I slept with my boss” story. Elle is the latest lady mag to cough up an inappropriate-relationship-with-the-boss confession‚ but what’s refreshingly candid about ex-investment banker Melanie Berliet’s story is the terms of the relationship. For better or for worse, Berliet was never in love with her boss and never claimed to be. Quite the contrary: she admitted she only answered his late-night calls and replied to his sexts because she wanted “a fat bonus check.” Keep reading »
“If you’re a woman alone, you’re a victim waiting to happen!” Thank God someone is finally saying those BE AFRAID ALL THE TIME commercials are really super dumb—sensationalized “rape fables,” as our girl Sarah Haskins calls them. Not every knock at the door means a psycho burglar-rapist is afoot! Keep reading »