Miley Cyrus, pop star and heir to the “Achy, Breaky Heart” fortune, has announced that, at 19 years old, she’s engaged to marry her boyfriend of three years, actor Liam Hemsworth. I have this to say: Don’t do it, girl!
And when I Googled “Liam Hemsworth” to find out who the hell this dude is, the first result was his official website, and the blurb excerpted is … an interview with Miley Cyrus. Friend, if you are 22-years-old and your professional career is already defined by your romantic relationship according to the seminal information provider of the whole internet, I feel obligated to pass along a ‘Don’t do it, girl!’ to you, too. (Jessica’s Note: He was also in “The Hunger Games.” I’m surprised you hadn’t heard of him!)
Now, I know that trying to dissuade smitten young people from making bad romantic decisions is an exercise in futility. Miley Cyrus is gonna marry this dude. It will happen. And maybe, just maybe, she will not be a twentysomething divorcee. Miley Cyrus, I hope you are not a twentysomething divorcee! I want your marriage to Liam Hemsworth to work out. I want you to be the happiest, most forever-married person in the world.
But if Miley Cyrus asked me — and she definitely did not — I would discourage her from getting married at 19. If any 19-year-old in the world asked me, I would discourage that person from getting married. Keep reading »
It’s no secret that Huffington Post has some pretty ridic sections on its voluminous site. The idea behind the massive conglomeration of categories is to cover and “win” as many kinds of content on the web. We get that. But yesterday, after Jon Stewart made fun of all the sideboob on HuffPo on “The Daily Show”, the site countered by mocking up a whole sideboob section on the site. It’s all too real, don’t you think? What’s next? A dick pic section?
I can already predict the chorus of “love it!” and “hate it!” responses to Drew Barrymore’s choice of wedding dress. It’s conservative, but it’s also Chanel. I can’t knock it. But most importantly — her bouquet is made up of peonies! So jealz. [People via Celeb Dirty Laundry]
Models! Not only are they superhumanly coltish and beautiful, but they also have impeccable street style, probably due in part to all of the amazing (and often free) clothes they’re constantly surrounded by. I’m pretty sure they’re all like this, because I have never seen nor heard of an off-duty fashion model looking less than, like, exponentially better than me on my best day ever. It helps that many of them have somewhat of a uniform, and that uniform is black: painted-on skinny jeans, cool combat boots, a breezy tank top or sweater and some kickass jacket. Karolina Kurkova is a gorgeous non-exception to the rule who gets all glitz and glamour on the red carpet and then classic New York City cool in her downtime. (Also, she doesn’t have a bellybutton.) I love how she looks comfortable and ready to trek anywhere (let’s face it, a chauffeured Town Car is probably following her just in case her feet get tired in those Isabel Marant wedge sneakers). While there are most definitely some lofty names attached to this seemingly careless outfit, it’s easy enough to achieve without the supermodel price tag. Let’s do it! Keep reading »