If you are anything like me, you are probably very skeptical when someone utters the words “changed my life.” I mean, this is the phraseology of infomercials—of people trying desperately to convince you that you need a colander that hooks onto your sink or a $14.95 bib to prevent you from spilling coffee on your shirt. Taking yoga classes? Downward dog feels nice, but it certainly didn’t change my life. Getting an iPod? Allowed me to dump an entire bookshelf of CDs, but again my life stayed relatively the same. Buying a Mason Pearson brush? Well, I just felt silly for plunking down more than a hundo to get the tangles out of my hair. And who says that I want my life to change, anyway? Maybe I’m happy with it just the way it is!
Well, the day after Thanksgiving last year, I couldn’t say that was true. I can’t precisely pinpoint what it was, but I had an inescapable feeling that something in my life needed shaking up. Keep reading »
One would think being married to Alfred Hitchcock, the king of the macabre thriller, would be kind of strange. But apparently Hitchcock’s wife, Alma Reville, had a similar dark sense of humor. Here she is with Alfred’s head—a prop, natch—in the fridge. To me this photo is an exercise in how there’s a person out there for everyone. [Buzzfeed] Keep reading »
It’s totally cool that Lea Michele, Dianna Agron and Amber Riley are all sharing the May 2011 cover of Marie Claire and getting their own separate individual covers — for one because it annoys me when Lea Michele hogs all the buzz from “Glee,” but because mainstream women’s mags are not exactly known for putting African-American women on the cover. So, yay, for that beautiful Amber Riley cover. However! While I was reading the copy on the different covers, I noticed something wack. Lea and Dianna’s cover lines both read “on the rumors! gossip! drama!”, but Amber’s cover lines are entirely different: “I show girls how to be comfortable with their bodies.” Huh? Don’t get me wrong — I think it’s awesome that Amber Riley gets a cover and that she’s a role model for curvaceous women and girls of all backgrounds. I just wonder why Marie Claire felt it necessary to point out her body alone. [Oh No They Didn't!] Keep reading »
I am jealous of everyone who is going on vacation. Why does it seem like I’m the only person in the world who isn’t? For various reasons, which I won’t get into right now, I can’t take any fun vacations this year. All my travel has been and will be obligatory. It’s getting to me. My spirit yearns for some time away. Instead of sitting around daydreaming about riding a bicycle through the streets of Paris, which is just a tease at this point, I have decided to do things to trick myself into thinking I am on vacation. After the jump, some ideas for a fun fakecation. Add your favorite fakecation activities in the comments. Keep reading »
January Jones opened up to W magazine and revealed that when it came to casting the role of secretary Peggy Olsen on “Mad Men,” she was thisclose to getting the part, but also that the role she eventually was cast for — Betty Draper, the icy blonde homemaker wife of anti-hero Don Draper — wasn’t even written into the pilot yet. Instead, series creator Matthew Weiner cast January Jones as Betty Draper and basically wrote the character around her.
Whoa. Whoa. Whoa. This is huge, people. Keep reading »
Oh man, there are some good albums coming out today. We’re pretty pumped for the new Crystal Stilts, Paul Simon, and Elbow. But the album that’s got its hooks most deeply in us is TV on the Radio’s Nine Types of Light. On their fourth effort, the Brooklyn band channels their usual funk-tinged experimental rock into songs that seem kinda mushy. On “Will Do,” Tunde Adebimpe croons, “Any time will do, my love/ any time will do, no choice of words will break me from this groove.” Making this the perfect album to play during a sweet makeout session. Only not too loud because we’re not in high school anymore.
Last week, Kirstie Alley
and her partner Maksim took a spill
during their routine on “Dancing With The Stars
“—and got better comments from the judges than ever for standing back up and continuing. Then last night, while doing their waltz, Kirstie lost a shoe and had to take a moment on the floor to fix it. “I’m not doing a sitcom. I’m actually doing a dancing show! I’m tired of having to recover,” Kirstie said. “I would just like to do something right. I don’t feel like I’m jinxed, but I feel like I need to get my s**t together… First week, we were the people who danced really well. And somehow along we’ve become the freak show.” Well, this could be an interesting new strategy. [EW
] Keep reading »
“I can’t imagine Bristol would have been too psyched to [babysit] anyway; it was her 18th birthday, she was in New York City, and I had made a vicious joke about her a week earlier. But I appreciated the mom-ness of Mrs. Palin’s offer … I thanked her, saying Alice was too little to stay for the show.”
—Tina Fey shares in her new book, Bossypants, that when Sarah Palin appeared on “SNL” in 2008, she offered up daughter Bristol Palin to babysit for Tina’s daughter, Alice, on set. This was, err, while Tina was doing her famous impersonation of her. The fact that she would still offer that is almost enough to make me like Sarah Palin. For a minute, anyway. [Showbiz Spy] Keep reading »
Ever wonder what would happen if Britney Spears took Adele to Da Club for a dance off? I have a theory. Britney would start dancing, natch, and Adele, in her proper English accent, would be, like, “Bitch, I ain’t no dancer, I’m a singer. I’m turning this into a sing off!” And then while Britney gyrated and sweated to the hot beats, Adele would sing her ass off, and the whole thing would look and sound something like this mash-up of Adele’s “Rolling In The Deep” and Britney’s “Till The World Ends.” I thought it was just in my fantasies, but apparently not. Thank you, Jarod Ripley, for making my pop music dreams come true. Keep reading »
Their first time around at Seaside Heights, the castmates of “Jersey Shore” made a reported $5,000 per episode, plus room, board, and a duck phone. For season two, they got upped to $10K per episode, plus bonuses. But the word on the street is that for season four of the show—which will soon be filmed in Italy—the cast members will each be pulling in $100,000 per episode. That’s an 1000 percent increase. Which means our favorite guidos and guidettes’ salaries are accelerating faster than the cast of “Friends”‘ did—it took Jennifer Aniston and crew five seasons to get six-figure paychecks. And need I remind you that in season nine and 10, they were banking $1 million per episode? Do you think “Jersey Shore”‘s popularity will keep ascending or will it taper off soon? Cause if it continues, the cast will soon be able to buy a small country. Keep reading »