Where to start, where to start? So, this is apparently a real thing that gay-SYNCer LANCE BASS crapped out of a mansion in Florida (it’s always Florida). Heart2Heart’s debut track, “Facebook Official” (brand placement, guyz), starts off with one of the five flat-ironed little moggins saying, “I wanna do this in the realest way I know,” which clearly means, “a boy-band video with adolescent boys wearing airbrushed makeup.” Brains be exploding! And there they are, all five of them, on a never-been-kissed basketball court, coordinating their dance moves and their flat irons, while a gaggle of (okay, three) pre-teen girls stroke their hair extensions in anticipation. Has teen romance ever been so magical? So visceral? So Mark Zuckerberg-approved? [
Played to perfection on “Boardwalk Empire” by my favorite hot mess-and-a half Paz de la Huerta, Lucy Danziger is a showgirl in every sense of the word. Intense, unpredictable, and attention-seeking, the former mistress of Atlantic City kingpin Nucky Thompson went from the ragtag life of a Ziegfeld Follies performer to a pampered concubine. Eventually exhausted by Lucy’s antics, Nucky meets Margaret Schroeder, a clever Irish widow, and casts his former squeeze to the wayside. Now pregnant with the child of Nelson Van Alden, a Prohibition agent with a long-distance wife and an unyielding religious conviction, Lucy is a miserable shred of what she once was. I prefer to think of her restored to former glory as Nucky’s arm candy, draped in jewels and sumptuous furs.
Here’s your guide to channeling Lucy Danziger’s opulent 1920s look this Halloween, and remember to tune in to HBO Sunday nights at 9 p.m. for the next installment of “Boardwalk Empire”! Keep reading »
My dog Lucca, like me, is a total fan of the horror movie genre. We recently had a “Saw” movie marathon and she was captivated (I had to cover my eyes during the bloodier moments). I think it’s time I introduce her to some of the classics, however. Starting with “Nightmare on Elm Street.” I’m pretty sure once she’s seen it, she’ll be down to trick-or-treat as Freddy Kruger, just like this ridiculously adorable pug. (And don’t forget to send us pics of your pets in Halloween costumes!) [The Clearly Dope]
Hey Frisky readers, consider this post/video my formal announcement that I am in the market for a baby monkey. I will pay in cash money and squees. Lucca has given her bark of approval. I’ve got a tiny towel all ready for after bath time. I promise not to spank my monkey either. So if you happen to hear of a baby monkey available for adoption, you know where to find me.
It’s Breast Cancer Awareness Month, but despite all the pink ribbons and yogurt cups reminding you to regularly check your breasts for lumps, you may still need a little extra encouragement. Thank God, then, for the Your Man Reminds You app, which offers handy hot shirtless dude reminders to check your breasts with TLC (that’s touch, look and check, ladies). And hey, if anybody hassles you about looking at hot guys on your phone, just tell them you’re doing it for your health. [Rethink Breast Cancer]
I’ll be honest, last night’s episode of “America’s Next Top Model” was entirely WTF so this recap is going to be short, because, you guys, Tyra made the models channel different eras of Michael Jackson. Some of the models had to wear blackface! (Early MJ, obvs.) And some had to wear heavy makeup that mimicked his jacked-up plastic surgery. I am not even joking! Alexandria has a butt chin painted on! And then, and then, LaToya Jackson judged! (SPOILER ALERT: In the spirit of Michael Jackson’s sweet nature — yawn — no one went home.)
Naturally, I prefer it when “Top Model” embraces its WTF-ness so this was my favorite episode/challenge possibly ever. Click through these photos to check out how each of the models personified MJ — needless to say, the guy who performs as Michael out in front of Grauman’s Chinese Theater need not fear for his job.