“How about the Belmont at 8? It’ll be you, me, and Lulu,” he said.
“Who?”
“Lulu, my dog? The Belmont has outdoor seating, so I thought it’d be fun to bring her along.”
That bitch, I thought, but agreed to the plan nonetheless. Keep reading »
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Do Not Want: Jeffrey Campbell Platform Sneakers
When “Clueless” heroine Cher Horowitz declared, “You try driving in platforms,” we’re guessing she may have been wearing these Jeffrey Campbell platform sneakers, which, we presume, Campbell designed by putting a pair of Adidas on steroids. In fact, we can think of a whole number of activities these 4.5-inch shoes would limit you from doing including climbing up stairs, square dancing, standing, and, um, walking. Although, one intrepid shopper does comment on Urban’s site, “OMG. So I bought this pair of shoes to go to the gym because I wanted to look stylish. You would not believe the attention I received because of this pair of ah-mazing shoes. Yowza. My friends are super mega jealous and like they totally want to buy them. Coolness. Super comfy and tres chic!” [Urban Outfitters]
Girl Talk: Why I Brought A Scale Back Into My Home
It’s been seven years since I owned a scale. Back then, I was 19, and obsessively chronicling my calories, workouts, and incremental weight changes. 105 one day. 106 would send me into a panic attack. 106.5 put me over the edge. When a handful of months later, I’d find out I was 121, my world would turn upside-down.
Yes, I was one of those young women who, by all clinical definitions, had an eating disorder. I can’t exactly tell you how I came out of it. I tend to think I just outgrew it. But if eating disorders are about extreme method and control, then my exodus was something of a doodled roadmap, an attempt to stop thinking so much. Which I guess is why I can’t really remember the progress. But I can remember one thing: the women’s magazine article voice in my head telling me, “Beauty is not a number. Throw out your scale, Scary Spice! Fill your fridge with broccoli and Yoplait non-fat yogurts! Write down daily affirmations! Buy some self-tanner! This is how you’ll be a better you!” Keep reading »
The Craziest Missed Connections Post Ever
We’ve read our fair share of weird missed connections — car accidents, “You were the drunk girl,” or “You’re a cocktail waitress at the Hustler Casino.” But, this one trumps all. Listed in Los Angeles’ “M4W” section and called “I grabbed your boobs on Sunset,” it tells the tale of a man who tripped, tried to grab onto something to find the nearest thing to be a girl’s boobs, and in the process he ripped off her shirt… Keep reading »
Beauty Test Drive: Boscia Luminizing Black Mask
It’s Boscia, not blackface. Boscia’s done some amazing marketing because the instant I saw this on the shelf at Sephora, I had to have it. A peel-off mask that’s as thick as tar? I imagined it pulling off my entire face to reveal what I always knew was lying below: Scarlett Johansson. Sadly, that did not happen. But, I was pretty happy with the results. Boscia’s mask promises to boost “…skin clarity and radiance. Removes dirt and impurities while refining the look of pores.” This is a mineral-rich mask made of premium clay that will strip away excess oil and naturally exfoliate. Keep reading »
So Hot: Our 5 Favorite Indie Jewelry Designers Right Now
Looking for a hot piece? We’re talking, of course, about jewelry. (Not ass.) Try finding your next signature accessory with this crop of indie designers that have us crushing hard.
Girl Talk: Why I’ve Given Up On Online Dating
I was an early adopter of online dating: I was into it before it became as commonplace as it is today, and I was young (22) when I first started. Back then (cue “when I was your age…”), young twentysomethings didn’t really “do” online dating. And if they did, they didn’t exactly openly advertise it. I think it’s safe to say that five, six years ago, it was easy to feel relatively ashamed about meeting strangers over the internet. But not me. I wanted to be dating and liked having some control over that area of my life. Keep reading »
Girl Talk: Cutting Myself Off At The Pass
When it comes to dating, I used to be the type of “try everything once” kind of girl. And more often that that, the “try everything twice” kind of girl. Meaning that even when I knew something probably wasn’t a fit, I’d always give it a second, third, or fifth shot in some attempt to “really make sure” that I’d assessed the situation. Of course, in the end, this usually ended up being a lot of B.S. in an attempt to convince myself that one of these people might be the one.
For a long time, I really, really wanted a boyfriend. I was one of those girls, yeah. I loved the idea of relationships. And when in one, I would fully commit myself. When not in one, I’d experience a brief pause before falling into something again relatively quickly, even when not looking. In talking to my therapist about this once, she said, “You seem bothered by this—the fact that you like relationships.” Keep reading »
A Ring On A Guy’s Right Hand: What Does It All Mean?
Last weekend, I was out at a bar with a girlfriend. We were catching up; we weren’t looking to meet anyone. Mid-conversation, we noticed that the two cute guys at the other end of the bar were looking at us. Girlish blushing, furtive looks, gossipy chit-chat ensued. Yes, they were definitely checking us out. One, we concluded, was definitely cuter than the other. While agonizing over whether to open the paths of communication, I was suddenly thrown by something: He was wearing what looked like a wedding band, not on his left hand ring finger, but on the right. Keep reading »
Would You Try: Kevin Murphy’s Color Bug?
Long gone are my middle school days of Manic Panic and Kool-Aid experimentations. But, when I went to the salon last week, I found myself insanely jealous of the girl in the chair next to me who was getting her long locks dyed an ombre magenta. Then my stylist took out a wondrous, magic tool: Kevin Murphy’s Color.Bug. Available in three colors — purple, pink, and orange — the little capsules dispense wash-out pigments to your hair. All you need do is apply a product to dampen the hair first (so color sticks to it), and rub the Bug into your strands. Washes out after one night. If I had longer hair, I’d definitely be into this. For short-haired gals, it might be overpowering. What do you think? [Kevin Murphy]
