I wasn’t really planning to watch “Fashion Star,” NBC’s new fashion design competition, but I just moved into a new apartment and turned on the TV to keep me company while I was unpacking boxes of books last night. “Fashion Star” happened to be on, and daaaaaaaaamn did I get sucked in. By the end of the hour, I was cheering and gasping and yelling “No deal!” even though that catchphrase has nothing to do with this show. After the jump, check out my list of the good, the bad, and the WTF of the “Fashion Star” premiere… Keep reading »
“['Toddlers & Tiaras is] very bizarre … Patsy and JonBenet didn’t approach it that way. We … they just did it for fun … I think about these things now and it makes me cringe. We were so naïve. I now believe with all my heart that it’s not a good idea to put your child on public display.”
– John Ramsey on his regrets. I’m not sure if I agree that participating in pageants had any correlative relationship to his daughter’s murder. But I can’t blame him for hating “Toddlers & Tiaras.” I mean, it certainly is bizarre. Talk of child beauty pageants aside, I feel awful for this man. His daughter was murdered. His business and reputation were destroyed. His wife died of ovarian cancer. He spent 12 years as a suspect in his own child’s murder before he was cleared of all wrongdoing. Some people get dealt a shitty ass hand. I hope the rest of his life is really uneventful. [Yahoo]
Thank you, “My Crazy Obsession,” for never failing to amaze me. Their latest episode featured a British couple, Bob and Lizzie, who own the world’s largest collection of sex dolls. Spending $150k on 240 (!!!) life-sized sex dolls would seem crazy enough to land the couple on the show, but just when you think it couldn’t get any stranger, they admitted during an interview that the sex dolls aren’t used for sex, only for “company.” Keep reading »
Everybody deserves a kitten of their own to love, pet and cuddle with. Even St. Bernards. Here, Abby patiently lets this gray kitten walk all over her — and even lets the kitten attempt to suckle from her paw. [YouTube]
Dear Abnormally Long Chin Hair,
We’ve been intimately acquainted since I first noticed you my sophomore year of high school. I looked in the mirror one day before school and was horrified to find a thick whisker protruding from my chin. I might have cried.
Growing up, I’d watched my mom curse her Mediterranean genes as she plucked the dark hairs from around her mouth, and I’d seen similar whiskers dotted along the jawline of my 90-year-old great grandmother as she gnawed on Parmesan rinds in her favorite recliner by the fireplace. I thought you were an indicator of my destiny, so I plucked you and set the tweezers on the counter dejectedly. No use putting them away since I’d probably have a full beard tomorrow… Keep reading »