Welcome to “Would You Rather,” a game in which we concoct hypothetical style dilemmas and ask you to choose which option’s worse.
Would you rather … have a completely gray mane by the age of 30 or slowly lose your hair so that you’re bald by 60? To consider: gray hair is kind of in. And Natalie Portman managed to rock a bald look. On the other hand, with silver hair you may be mistaken for a senior citizen. Bald, you’ll just get sympathy. Keep reading »
Last month’s Cosmo featured DIY bikini wax instructions, including stencils for shaping your bush. This got us to thinking: If you groom your pubic hair into a crazy topiary, does it get a reaction? What do guys do when they see hair in the shape of a heart or a lightning bolt? Tell us your experience with shaped bushes and the reactions they’ve received! Keep reading »
Urban Outfitters knows that even hipsters need makeup. Following in the general direction of Topshop, the retailer has launched a mega online beauty shop. We’re loving the selection for the cute, niche brands like Paul & Joe, Anna Sui, and DuWop, but the best thing about this new venture is the stock of indie makeup labels you may have never seen before. Today, we discovered Japonesque, a line of super-slick eyelash tools; Girlactik, a collection of glam, shimmery makeup; and Cutler, a specialist in top-notch hair products. See what good Urban can do when they stick to what they’re good at (instead of, you know, telling us how to eat)? Enjoy! [Urban Outfitters] Keep reading »
The Village Voice has chronicled the long, depressing tale of Debrahlee Lorenzana, an ex-banker for Citibank who is now suing her former employer. It is the story of a gorgeous woman (a single mother who worked long hours climbing up the corporate ladder) who seems to have been hired by a group of men to be the office eye candy. According to the Voice, her two male managers “started making offhanded comments about her appearance,” specifically her makeup, hair and clothes. The attention given to her appearance quickly turned negative, with vibes coming from her superiors that insinuated this hot-to-trot banker babe was distracting the men.
When she complained through the proper channels — her managers, Human Resources, and eventually two regional vice presidents — she says no one took accountability for resolving the problems. In August, Lorenzana claimed she was fired and told she was not a good fit for the culture at Citibank. Her attire was mentioned in the termination discussion; her work performance was not. Keep reading »
When I was a kid, I loved those smelly markers so much that I refused to color with them for fear they would run out of scent. Obviously, they eventually dried up, but not before I forgot about them and moved on to a different obsession. Revlon hasn’t forgotten how much girls like scented products though, and the company is cashing in on the childhood trend with a line of fragrant nail polishes. But unlike the markers, these nail hues only give off odors when dry, which means if you choose to manicure your hands with one of these polishes, you’ll be a walking perfume bottle for the five whole days the scent lasts; when you pick your polish, you’re committing to a wearing a particular color and scent. The smelly options include Grape Icy, Ocean Breeze, and Beach, which sound more like candle fragrances than perfumes in my opinion. I’m not sold on this idea, especially considering the fact that I really don’t want my hands to smell, ever. Will you try Revlon’s scented offering? [Fashionista] Keep reading »
This may come as a surprise to you, but I was first hired at The Frisky as a beauty and style blogger. (This, of course, was before we realized my true calling was brainwashing the masses with my cuh-razy radicalism.) Back when I was a beauty gal, a company called Sevin Nyne sent me a bottle of Lindsay Lohan‘s Tanning Mist, made of caramel, goji berry and chardonnay extracts and promising a buttery, Lohan-like glow.
My pale ass was so excited. Naturally, I called my best friend, Christiane, and we scheduled a hot date to “Lo-tan.” But because half the notions I have in my brain are never seen through, we didn’t get around to it. Christiane and I dreamed about Lo-tanning for more than a year while she moved to Germany and back. But finally, this weekend Christiane braved the wilds of New Jersey for a “Lo-tanning” extravaganza. I stripped down to my undies … and emerged from the bathroom minutes later looking like that woman who gets stabbed in the shower in “Psycho.”
See my tragic photos of how Sevin Nyne Tanning Mist looked on my skin after the jump. Keep reading »