I grew up with three — count ‘em, three! — awesomely nerdy brothers. In high school, our house was the go-to spot for LAN parties, which involved large groups of teenage boys lugging their desktop computers into our basement to play Medal Of Honor all night, taking breaks to put household items in the George Foreman grill and see who could eat the most pickles without throwing up. Good times. In case you’re wondering what to get your own nerdy sibling (obviously this list is equally applicable to nerdy sisters and nerds with whom blood is not shared), I asked my 16-year-old brother to put together his ultimate wishlist. Click through to check it out!
I don’t have much spontaneous sex; the sex I have is usually planned. Scheduled, even. While guys just change their T-shirt and they’re ready to go, I have to endure an entire prep-for-sex checklist. Isn’t it infuriating? Oh, the trials and tribulations of being female. When the prospect of sex comes around, I try my best to set a date to do it. If that doesn’t work, I have to rely on my sexual premonitions. My psychic abilities tend to be correct about 70 percent of the time. I just enjoy sex more when I am prepared. If I don’t know I’ll be getting laid, I’ll eat more or less what I want, work out somewhat minimally and find myself totally ill prepared for the encounter. When sex is planned I’m like, “Oh my God! I am having sex next Saturday night! Starting tomorrow is sex-prep week!” Click through for my tried and true “Sex In 7 Days” regimen.
I’m not going to sit here and tell you who to vote for, or attempt to suss out an official Frisky-approved political platform. But what I can tell you? Who wore it best. Sure, most politicians don’t wear the most cutting edge looks, but that doesn’t mean that we can’t assess their outfits and judge their personal style. All opinions expressed are strictly non-partisan and based purely on the cut of their jibs and the comb of their hairs. Tell us who you think has the best look in the comments.
It’s kind of incredible to me that there are so many memes inspired by Ryan Gosling. It’s even more incredible to me that I am not the genius behind any of them. If I had a little more time on my hands, I would probably devote a few hours to making my imaginary blog, “Ryan Gosling Bringing Me And Lucca Peonies,” a reality. Here’s a sample image. Great, right?
Keep clicking to see the best of all the Ryan Gosling memes. You are so welcome, girl.
So what’s the difference between saying that the 2012 Pirelli calendar features a boatload of naked models looking smoking hot, and saying the 2012 Pirelli calendar features a crapton of nude models looking friggin’ sexy? Well, according to the art historian Kenneth Clark:
To be naked is to be deprived of our clothes, and the word implies some of the embarrassment most of us feel in that condition. The word “nude,” on the other hand, carries, in educated usage, no uncomfortable overtone. The vague image it projects into the mind is not of a huddled and defenseless body, but of a balanced, prosperous, and confident body: the body re-formed.
And all this is to say that though they may look naked, the girls in the 2012 Pirelli calendar — shot by Mario Sorrenti — are nude. But you don’t really care, do you? You just want to see what Kate Moss looks like without all of her clothes on. Well, fine, so do we. But beware, this gallery is full of boobs (so many boobs!), is pretty full frontal, and entirely NSFW.
Christmastime means Christmas crimes. People do stupid crap all year-long, but the holidays inspire a special brand of crazy. The 2011 holiday crime season is just ramping up. Just this week a burglar broke into a Pittsburgh liquor store and made off with two bottles of alcoholic egg nog. I mean, egg nog is good, but not worth going to jail for. Click on through to see some of the craziest Christmas crimes committed so far this year. [Huffington Post]
I brought Lucca to work today. There she is, sitting stoically. Right now, she is sharing french fries with our office manager. Click on to see what we’re wearing today! (Note: Jessica is here today, but she’s at an appointment, so I’ll add here to this slideshow when she gets back. She forgot to remind me to take her photo before she left.)
This year, instead of exchanging holiday presents here at The Frisky, we’ve decided to give each other slideshows of the gifts we would give one another if money were no object. First up is Amelia. She works her butt off and we think she deserves to be showered with presents. Click through to see the gifts in Amelia’s virtual stocking. It’s the thought that counts, right?
If you catch me with my fingers pruned and my heart rate sluggish, chances are I just got out of the bath. Yes, I have been known to linger in the tub for well over an hour… sometimes approaching two. Sylvia Plath summed it up best in The Bell Jar when she said, “There must be quite a few things that a hot bath won’t cure, but I don’t know many of them.” Light some candles, pop a bottle of champagne, set the tap to 95, please, and I’ll see you in a few hours. Keep reading »
I love swapping beauty tips with friends, coworkers, even strangers on the street. When someone looks especially fabulous, I make sure to tell them, and, more importantly, ask their secret. Here are 55 cheap, easy hair and makeup tricks from Frisky staffers and friends. Some of them you probably already know, some of them you probably don’t, and who knows — one of them might change your life. Also, have I mentioned you’re looking quite lovely today? Care to share your secrets in the comments section?