http://www.thefrisky.com/index/?eref=RSS en wendy@thefrisky.com Copyright 2008 2008-10-06T20:00:00-05:00 http://www.thefrisky.com/post/246-crave-habitat-storage-jar/?eref=RSS http://www.thefrisky.com/post/246-crave-habitat-storage-jar/#When:20:00:00Z?eref=RSS Now that we’re packing up our flip-flops and tank tops until next summer and pulling out our boots and sweaters to wear instead, we’re also swapping beaching for baking in our free time. There’s just something about the crisp air and changing colors or fall that brings out the Betty Crocker in us all and we think this storage jar with its bold pattern and modern color combo is ideal for packing cookies and brownies for our friends, or just storing our favorite baking ingredients. [$18, Habitat] Style 2008-10-06T20:00:00-05:00 http://www.thefrisky.com/post/246-commenters-ball-our-five-favorite-comments-of-the-week-100608/?eref=RSS http://www.thefrisky.com/post/246-commenters-ball-our-five-favorite-comments-of-the-week-100608/#When:19:30:01Z?eref=RSS We here at The Frisky live for celeb gossip, chocolate, and your comments.  What can we say, you bitches crack us up! So in honor of you, our smart, sexy, and incisive readers, who aren’t afraid to talk smack on the Internet, here are our five favorite comments from last week: Best Butt Joke Scapegoat from “The Monogamist: What Marriage Feels Like” The Frisky’s awesomest newlywed, Annemarie, said she didn’t feel any different with her ring on her finger.  However, “Scapegoat” pointed out, there maybe another ring in married life that might muster some deeper feelings, or as she puts it—“Now you also have to give up the butt.” Funniest Flashback Allison 
from “When to Satisfice Yourself For The Sake Of Your Relationship” We’ve all fantasized about a gay guy giving up the peen for a lady like us.  But “Allison” made a good point about that and our past. “#10 would include Doogie turning straight for me, right? Otherwise, I’m giving up sex to hang out with a gorgeous boy who will never do me, kind of like my first three years of high school.” True Dat! Adeline from “Men Hate Our Clutter” Sure, we women drive men crazy with our figurines, knick-knacks, tchotchke’s, etcetera. But “Adeline” is onto something here—“I find it funny that men are supposedly terrified/annoyed/turned off by all the stuff women collect.  Most of the guys I’ve gone out with collect all sorts of crap, ranging from Star Wars toys to Transformers to baseball caps, not to mention dirty dishes in the sink and dirt in the carpet. Talk about major libido killers.” Best Obit Katie from “RIP: Rupert, The Adorable Teeny, Tiny Deer” Everyone on the Internet shed a tear when baby Bambi died just days after it was rescued from its dead mama’s tummy. Waaah! Poetess “Katie” wrote a fitting tribute with her rhyming obit: “Little Rupert, you left too soon/You needed to stay in your mother’s womb/But she got hurt and went away/They pulled you out so you could stay/You brightened our lives and made us squeal/You were seriously tinier than a banana peel/Your ears so soft, your head so small/I wish you were sitting in my hands like a ball/But you have died, you are no more/You didn’t get to reach two pounds, three pounds, or four/We will miss you, more than you know/RIP you precious little doe.” Best Adult Film Title vladamir from “TheFrisky.com Exclusive!: Details Of The Sarah Palin Spoof Adult Video” The Frisky broke news of Larry Flynt’s freaky plans to make a political porno entitled “Nailin’ Pailin’.” While the film is still in casting stages, “vladamir” already had a suggestion for a sequel with a “nemesis angle” entitled “Putin Her Head Down.” Ha!  News & Culture 2008-10-06T19:30:01-05:00 http://www.thefrisky.com/post/246-debate-this-are-you-pro-or-anti-cat-guys/?eref=RSS http://www.thefrisky.com/post/246-debate-this-are-you-pro-or-anti-cat-guys/#When:19:00:00Z?eref=RSS This weekend, The New York Times “Style” section had a story about guys who have embraced their love of cats. I’ve come to the conclusion that women are either passionately pro- or anti-cat guy—turns out we have one of each on our staff! After the jump, Wendy Atterberry and Catherine state their cases. Here comes the pun I have been dying to use for the last three sentences—the claws come out! Guys 2008-10-06T19:00:00-05:00 http://www.thefrisky.com/post/246-quick-pic-are-justin-timberlake-jessica-biel-engaged/?eref=RSS http://www.thefrisky.com/post/246-quick-pic-are-justin-timberlake-jessica-biel-engaged/#When:18:30:00Z?eref=RSS Are you those giggles of post-bended knee joy? The pop singer supposedly proposed to his girlfriend in Italy, at the wedding of her “7th Heaven” costar. [10/1/08] Celebs 2008-10-06T18:30:00-05:00 http://www.thefrisky.com/post/246-when-blogs-cry-how-to-breakup-online/?eref=RSS http://www.thefrisky.com/post/246-when-blogs-cry-how-to-breakup-online/#When:18:00:00Z?eref=RSS A few weeks into dating him, when it wasn’t even clear that we were doing more than falling into bed and blogging the pillow talk the morning after, he texted me to ask, “We’re not secret right?” “Secret?” I wrote back. “Aren’t we on Flickr?” That’s the moment when it got, as the uselessly succinct Facebook menu options put it, both “serious” and “complicated.” Our relationship wasn’t founded simply on this trendy sort of self-disclosure: we were just reporting on our sex lives before anyone else did.  It shouldn’t have shocked me, let alone the audience we gained along the way, that it’d all have to end online, too.  So how do you deal with a breakup like that, without breaking up with the Internet? Cancel, unsubscribe, unfollow. Sort out how you want to react to the breakup only after you’ve canceled the relationship, unsubscribed from her Tumblr, or blocked him from Twitter. To undo a relationship that made it online in any form—whether you’ve got photos together all over MySpace or earned your own tag on Gawker—requires investing as much shared exposure as you put in. Make a cold calculation: in my case, that meant reframing a year-and-a-half long affair, across half a dozen online networks, and doing it in just a few days.  This condenses everything: how much it hurts, how fast you have to react.  You had weeks or months to attach to one another’s blogs, profiles, and endearingly staged snapshots.  Now you have to delete or address it all, all at once. We live in public. Those of us who document even a small part of our lives online hit that moment when we realize our audience isn’t just our friends: they’re more like fans. Any girl whose kept a LiveJournal or posted photos of her shoes to it has felt this. In talking about your breakup, you’re addressing those “friends,” not your ex—and if your ex has an online footprint equal to or greater than yours?  Take charge of your own reputation by telling your story—even if that’s to say you’re going to keep it discreet. Focus, and cause no collateral damage. The heart’s built-in amnesia – time healing all wounds – is not going to guide your sense of judgment in an online breakup. What will give you resilience later is to tell only your own side now, even if that self-imposed silence aches. The one thing I’d take back from my breakup-blogging is a reference to the sex life of someone close to my ex. But addressing the woman who named me in her own screeds against my ex, after those became the subject of comment for our mutual friends? That not only felt fair, but necessary.  In the case of involving those outside the breakup: only expose what you absolutely need to, and only about those equally desperate for the attention. A pre-emptive makeup? The strange thing is, it really wasn’t hard to read what strangers—who had no interest in my relationship when it was going well—had to say when I was torching it in their RSS reader. It was easy, and easy to obsess on having the crowd vet “what it all meant.” By the time my ex and I reconciled – and screwed, and cried – the worst things we could’ve said to one another had already been said, in front of an audience. Their reblogged attention was gratifying just long enough for us to figure out how little we needed them to make sense of our relationship ourselves. Relationships 2008-10-06T18:00:00-05:00 http://www.thefrisky.com/post/246-sarah-palin-misquotes-madeleine-albright-starbucks-coffee-cup-at-the-sa/?eref=RSS http://www.thefrisky.com/post/246-sarah-palin-misquotes-madeleine-albright-starbucks-coffee-cup-at-the-sa/#When:17:45:01Z?eref=RSS This weekend, Sarah Palin made another boo-boo. At a rally in California, the Vice-Presidential candidate made the case for supporting the Republican ticket and then quoted Madeleine Albright, with the assistance of Starbucks. “I’m reading on my Starbucks mocha cup, okay?” she said. “The quote of the day… It was Madeleine Albright, former Secretary of State and UN ambassador. ... Now she said it, I didn’t. She said, ‘There’s a place in Hell reserved for women who don’t support other women.’” Well, actually, Albright (whom the crowd booed, FYI) said, “There’s a place in Hell reserved for women who don’t help other women.” Now, depending on your point of view, these two quotes are either basically the same or not the same at all, but either way, Albright wasn’t stoked on Palin using her quote for political gain. “Though I am flattered that Governor Palin has chosen to cite me as a source of wisdom, what I said had nothing to do with politics. This is yet another example of McCain and Palin distorting the truth, and all the more reason to remember that this campaign is not about gender, it is about which candidate has an agenda that will improve the lives of all Americans, including women.” But you know what I wondered? Why the hell was Albright’s quote on a Starkbucks coffee cup anyway? Turns out Starbucks has been putting their “The Way I See it” quotes on coffee cups for years, from everyone from famous peeps to Average Joe (Six Pack!) customers. There’s actually a few other quotes that I thought were kind of awesome. “Women’s bodies are valued as ornaments. Men’s bodies are valued as instruments.”—Gloria Steinem, author and advocate of women’s rights “Playing in an independent rock band will eventually make you equal parts truck driver, gladiator and mule. Glamour is for those with trust funds.”—Neko Case, musician “Anger is contagious.”—Sandra Cisneros, award-winning author of “Caramelo”, “The House on Mango Street” and “Loose Woman” “You can’t lead the people, if you don’t love the people. You can’t save the people, if you don’t serve the people.”—Cornel West, Professor at Princeton University “Have you noticed that dogs are the new kids? You take a walk with your kid and your dog, but nobody says, “What a cute kid!” Instead they say, “What a cute dog! What’s his name? Is he a rescue?” Maybe if I put a collar and leash on my kid someone will notice her.”—Judy Gruen, humorist and author of “The Women’s Daily Irony Supplement” But what about the way The Frisky sees it? “Love sucks. It doesn’t always suck, but the ratio of when it does suck totally feels like it outweighs the times when it doesn’t suck, at least when it’s currently sucking.”—Me “Get busy living or get busy dying, that’s damn straight.”—Catherine/Red from “Shawshank Redemption” “I give to the needy, but not the greedy.”—Simcha/En Vogue News & Culture 2008-10-06T17:45:01-05:00 http://www.thefrisky.com/post/246-we-see-chick-flicks-nick-and-norahs-infinite-playlist/?eref=RSS http://www.thefrisky.com/post/246-we-see-chick-flicks-nick-and-norahs-infinite-playlist/#When:17:00:00Z?eref=RSS I decided to see ”Nick and Norah’s Infinite Playlist” because even though ”Rachel Getting Married” looked good, I knew I couldn’t handle a movie with so many ups and downs on a Friday night. I dragged two friends to the not-so-highly acclaimed movie, which Fandango classifies as “teen movie” and “comedy,” and I was nervous they would kill me when it was horrible. But the entire theater, including me and my friends, laughed and cheered through the entire film. The Lowdown: Nick (Michael Cera) is in a band with two gay guys and a drum machine, who are headed to NYC to play a gig. Nick has just been dumped by Tris (Alexis Dziena), who goes to school with Norah (Kat Dennings) and Caroline (Ari Graynor). Norah is semi-in love with Nick after hearing the mixtapes he made for Tris, but hasn’t met him. Norah, Tris and Caroline are also headed into the city, in search of Where’s Fluffy, their favorite band who’s playing a secret show at an unknown venue. Hilarity and cuteness ensues as Norah and Nick simultaneously search for Fluffy AND Caroline, who’s gone missing after getting too wasted and wandering off. The Verdict: Maybe I just haven’t to any movies rated PG-13 lately, but part of what stood out for me was how innocent the movie is. Sure, there’s underage drinking and mentions of orgasming (or not being able to), but there are no scenes where characters tear off their clothes and hump like bunnies. The only scene that includes anything more sexual than a kiss didn’t even show the characters. Instead, the camera pans around the room with only voices and sounds letting you know what’s happening. It reminded me of the nervousness associated with hooking up someone for the first time in middle school or high school, and it brought back memories of all the boys I used to have crushes on when I was in middle school and high school. For some reason, crushes just don’t develop after high school, and I think it has something to do with the fact that instead of staring at the cute guy in your Calculus class, drinking alcohol helps you let go of your inhibitions and actually talk to him. Since neither Nick nor Norah drinks, that cute self-consciousness still exists.  News & Culture 2008-10-06T17:00:00-05:00 http://www.thefrisky.com/post/246-the-seven-phallic-wonders-of-the-modern-world/?eref=RSS http://www.thefrisky.com/post/246-the-seven-phallic-wonders-of-the-modern-world/#When:16:30:00Z?eref=RSS Penises have caused many people to do many things.  In the case of construction, builders keep on raising the bar, inch by inch!  While most people look up at these buildings in awe, we’re pretty sure the architects looked down at their crotches for inspiration. In honor of the structures that remind us of our boyfriends, here are The Seven Phallic Wonders of The Modern World. The Chrysler BuildingPay attention to the tip, it features a well polished art deco design. The tallest skyscraper in New York for almost a year, developers have tried to surpass its size since the day it was raised. What’s the architectural equivalent of penis envy? Agbar TowerWhile it resembles London’s glass Gerkin, Barcelona unveiled the youngest member on the phallus scene in 2006. Owned by the water company it’s named for, this tower looks like it could squirt at any moment. However, it’s really known for flashing! There are 4,500 LED’s tucked under the glass Big BenLike a nickname you’d give a gifted lover who must mind the gap, Big Ben usually refers to the Clock Tower attached to the Houses of Parliament. However, it’s actually the main chime that sounds the time that bears the name. Isn’t function always a formality? Still, the people of London agree, Ben can ring their bell anytime! Eiffel TowerGustave Eiffel is a pretty cocky guy to name this biggest structure erected in Paris after himself. The most visited monument in the world (200,000,000 and counting), this tower of manly power sends signals your way, FM radio and television. Petronas TowersDouble the phallus, double the fun! These two penis-a-likes look like they are wearing a condom that is ribbed for her pleasure, but actually, it’s just 88 floors of glass. Built by Malaysian oil company, Petronas, these edifices could support some serious drilling. Washington MonumentThis monumental tribute to our country’s father is in the grand tradition of European obelisks and just as pasty. While the nearly flesh color adds realism, so does the giant reflecting pool. Men just love to do it in front of a mirror! One Hanson PlaceThe tallest building in Brookyn -- yes, Brooklyn -- was once the Williamsburgh Savings Bank Building, and a historical landmark. Now it's been remodeled into a super luxury high-rise condominium for the borough's elite! Manhattan can suck it, literally. Sex 2008-10-06T16:30:00-05:00 http://www.thefrisky.com/post/246-dealbreaker-musicians-rock-stars-singer-songwriters/?eref=RSS http://www.thefrisky.com/post/246-dealbreaker-musicians-rock-stars-singer-songwriters/#When:16:00:01Z?eref=RSS Dudes in bands: They’re creative, laid back, they’re hot, they have great music collections, they’re sensitive, and very often, they’re funny without being as damaged as comedians. What’s not to like? Let’s discuss. There was the Luke Skywalker look-alike who drummed for so many bands I couldn’t keep track of them all. (Although, as a drummer, does he really count as a musician? Wocka wocka!) Practices and shows took priority over time with me, so I was competing with an unknown amount of other rock dudes probably numbering somewhere in the dozens, and decidedly losing that competition. The drummer boy flaked out on me. He reappeared to apologize profusely for his disappearing act, we had a great discussion over dinner about us, and how we were going to start over and do it right this time because both of us really understood where the other one was at. Then he promptly flaked again. He’s now married to another musician who, it turns out, has also flaked on me. There was one guitarist boyfriend who was a little too dark and moody, to the extent where he’d wander off from a social gathering. One New Year’s Eve when we had a small gathering of couples visiting, he grew self-absorbed and drifted into another room to noodle away on his guitar, oblivious that he was being rude. If the musician in question is successful enough, there’s also the on-the-road factor, and he’ll be gone a lot. I remember being thrilled to learn a later guitar-playing bf was going on a mini- tour in Japan. At last! Dating a guy in a band was going to pay off! I could totally tag along! Rock ‘n’ roll! Japan! Then he told me there would be no room for me to stay with them at the tiny Tokyo apartments where the trio would be crashing, and it was too complex a city to navigate on my own without speaking the language. Getting a hotel with the boyfriend was out of the question since he was broke, being a musician and all. I was bitterly disappointed. If this rock and roll dreamboat is on stage in front of crowds on a regular basis, there are likely to be plenty of other gals lined up behind you, which can mean he’s full of himself and he’ll be less afraid of losing you. On that note, someone once advised: never date a bartender, a doorman, or a musician. One of my wiser friends put it more specifically: “Don’t date musicians anymore, Colleen.” She felt they were narcissistic and would never cherish me the way I deserved. At first it was a foreign concept: Wait. I don’t understand. Not date the guys I find to be the hottest? It took some adjustment. I had to get it through my skull that musicians doing their thing plus me doing my thing in a relationship setting equaled unhappiness. The last musician I dated against my better judgment was the biggest flake of all, suddenly deciding he didn’t want our relationship anymore, and he never gave me a reason. I hear he did write a song about it, though. (Is this a plus or minus to dating a band guy? Depends on the song. Without rock love gone awry we wouldn’t have many a classic. “You’re So Vain” comes to mind.) After my series of dating disappointment, I just wanted someone normal. Someone who had nights free on a regular basis, who wasn’t always turning down invites because he had practice or a show, who wouldn’t try to get away with behaving badly because he’s an artist. I wanted to not have to attend rock shows of my boyfriend’s and his friends’ bands multiple nights a week as part of my girlfriend job description.  Ideally this new kind of fellow I was aiming for would keep somewhat regular hours and get paid regularly. It only took nearly fifteen years of dating musicians, and about three or four instances of swearing off them, but I quit that dating bad habit.  Relationships 2008-10-06T16:00:01-05:00 http://www.thefrisky.com/post/246-the-breakup-diaries-laughter-is-the-best-medicine/?eref=RSS http://www.thefrisky.com/post/246-the-breakup-diaries-laughter-is-the-best-medicine/#When:15:30:00Z?eref=RSS This weekend, Anne Hathaway hosted “Saturday Night Live”. Her opening monologue was the funniest of the season, so far, as she poked fun at her breakup with Italian lothario/scammer Raffaello Follieri . The appearance not only made me like Hathaway more—she’s not the little priss from “The Princess Diaries” after all!—but it also made me think about the notion of laughter being the best medicine during a breakup. As someone going through the experience (I know, I haven’t shut up about it in three weeks), and as a somewhat self-deprecating person anyway, I know that laughing at the utter ridiculousness of my own situation HAS been vaguely helpful. “HAHAHA! An existential quarter-life crisis?! How could I be so stupid!?” “Who does he think he is? Zach Braff?” “Well, like Nicole Kidman, now I can finally wear heels!” I’m not saying I’m particularly funny, but finding humor in something painful does help to loosen the death grip of heartbreak. So does controlled violence, which is why I am also taking a kick boxing class later this week. Relationships, Video 2008-10-06T15:30:00-05:00