Everyone’s favorite graffiti artist Banksy announced his month-long NYC residency on Instagram a couple days ago, and his subversive and witty take on street art has been popping up in all sorts of places from Chinatown to the West Side. Yesterday, he headed over to Brooklyn, where he added some cheeky commentary. This one’s our favorite, but click through to see the rest of his New York pieces! Keep reading »
See those ladies up there? That’s Haim (rhymes with lime), America’s favorite Jewish sister indie-rock group. See all that hair? It is the stuff of modern legend. It’s the kind of hair that makes me ponder extensions and cast quiet incantations willing my follicles to grow a foot of bouncy, swingy, perfectly ombred hair over night. Thank god for The New York Times Style section, and their brief but extremely informative article on the maintenance of these shiny-haired goddesses. Quoth their stylist Candice Birns: “Those girls are my little Shaggy McShaggersteins.” Truer words were never spoke. Read the article, absorb every word, and listen to this bonus track off their debut Days Are Gone, after the jump. Keep reading »
I left the theatre after seeing Alfonso Cuaron’s “Gravity” with a quietly roiling anxiety in the pit of my stomach, and a deep desire never to go to space. I’m still recovering today! If the trailer above isn’t enough, here’s the story: Sandra Bullock and George Clooney are in space, working on a routine mission, something goes wrong and really, I will stop there, because you have to see it to find out. If you’re on the fence about this terror ride through the universe’s infinite blackness, click through for five reasons you need to see “Gravity” right now. Keep reading »
In a move that is sure to cause ripples in some dark corner of the Internet hive mind, the A-list subscription service on OK Cupid includes a robust search function that lets you sort by body type and attractiveness rating. To those of you prepping your pitchforks and strapping on your combat boots to storm the castle, hold off. I know what this sounds like, but trust me, it’s not necessarily as bad as it seems.
This feature has been available for months, and it’s only now gained traction, but it’s just a recognition of the way human minds work. There is nothing worse than being on a date with someone who is clearly not interested in you, whether you are fat or thin or covered in scales. Life is short! If you find yourself sitting across the table from someone that’s too short or too tall or bald or you’re just simply not attracted to them, that’s just a free beer and a waste of time. Imagine the new heights of success your dating life could reach if you were able to sort out by what you knew you weren’t attracted to! Imagine not feel weirdly obligated to at least mouth kiss some dude that bought you a lot of drinks, despite the fact you’re not attracted to him. Keep reading »
Rihanna is the Prince Harry to Beyonce’s Wills. A lot naughtier, possibly hotter and definitely dealing in buckets of fucks not given, RiRi is kind of the best. With Beyonce, we know exactly what is coming up — good hair, couture and a lot of dance tights. But with Rihanna, the possibilities are endless. Will she vomit ribbon? Will she sit in a bathtub looking flawless in one take? Maybe she’ll just sit on a throne in that denim thong we all talked about, throwing stacks of cash with her face on the bills, while some strippers show off. Check out her video for the woozy Mike Will Made It produced track “Pour It Up” above!
I was less than enthused about the last person I dated, but could not put my finger on why. He was nice, smart, attractive, and I had enough fun with him, but something wasn’t right. At first, I chalked my indifference up to a personal tendency towards being overly critical. I had shoved off the detritus of my last long-term relationship, and was feeling open to new things and experiences. Dating him felt like something I should be doing — or at least trying — so I did. My enthusiasm never peaked though. It merely flatlined at a “I guess this is good enough” level for six months. It was only after we broke up that I was able to identify what was really going on: I was in a panic relationship.
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