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Hola! From Miami…

Hey guys, did ya notice that lull in posts there for awhile? That’s because we took a little trip down to Miami and will be blogging from there the rest of the week (I know, life sucks SO MUCH sometimes). Forgive us if we’re not quite as prolific the next few days — we’ll still be blogging as usual, just with a few mojito-filled siesta breaks. Keep reading »

What’s In A Name?

Do you remember when you were a child and it was cool to have a cup, key chain or T-shirt with your name on it? Well, I never had that luxury, you see, because I have a rather unique name. I learned early on in life that I would never be able to walk into a gift shop and purchase anything with my name on it right off the rack. If I wanted a personalized key chain, they’d better have engraving. If I wanted a T-shirt, hopefully they had airbrushing. So as you may have guessed, I wasn’t one of those people who could say, “My name means blah, blah, blah,” either. But most of my life, I’ve been comforted with knowing that my mom always knew she would name me ‘Annika’ after reading Pippi Longstocking as a girl, even if she didn’t know the meaning. And I love being named after the best friend of the most unconventional and assertive redhead ever.

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The Daily Squeeze: Red Bull In France, Peanuts And Asthma, And Condoms In The Gaza Strip

  • France started selling Red Bull with taurine after 12 years of having only caffeine in the formula. Things could get crazy. [Reuters]
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    Bond Is Going To Be A Broad

    Do you like wearing dark suits? Can you keep a secret? Does a tear well up in your eye when you hear the Mission Impossible theme song? Well, the British spy network M16 is looking for some tough bitches. Since the London subway bombing in 2005, the secret service has been trailing 21,000 people and 200 plans, so they need all the girls they can get to nab the bad guys! In their want ad, they promise not to use the women purely as “honey pots” or sexy bait. The 007-style secret agency says no probs if you’re a mom, bonus points if you speak languages like Arabic and like your martinis shaken, not stirred. While traditionally the M16 has been a boys club, they’re trying to diversify and it looks like the next real life Bond could be a woman! [Boston Globe]
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    Tuesday Quickies!

  • How to know if you’re fertile without getting accidentally knocked up. [Daily Bedpost]
  • Jay-Z demands his melons like, uh, Beyonce’s melons. [Candy Kirby]
  • A recent study found that human skin produces a marijuana-like substance that is necessary for a healthy complexion. [Asylum]
  • Welcome the new Project Runway hopefuls and see if you can judge a designer by her cover. [Fab Sugar]
  • To tuck or not to tuck…your gladiators, that is? [Fab Sugar]
  • No surprise here. Teen pregnancy rates are up for the first time in more than 15 years. [Shine]
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    Sweet Release: What’s In And Out The Week Of July 15th 2008

    BOOKS

    • Life With My Sister Madonna by Christopher Ciccone
      Surprisingly enough, the thing we’re excited the most about this week is a book…okay, so it’s not War and Peace obvi, but it is about Madonna! Written by her brother, (who is gay of course), it’s supposed to be a tell-all that shows the real way to Madonna’s heart isn’t through blood relation, but through her crotch. Duh! Still we can’t wait to read it!

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    There Will Not Be Blood (For Some Virgins)

    Last month, a French judge annulled a couple’s marriage because the woman wasn’t actually a virgin. Perhaps because other women don’t want to have a similar fate, or disappoint their future husbands with bloodless sheets, some are undergoing hymen reconstruction before getting married, spending as much as $5,250 at private clinics in France, or traveling to other countries where it costs as little as $300. (I wouldn’t scrimp on this kind of surgery, people.) Time spoke to one French doctor, Dr. Stephane Saint-Leger, who often performs the surgery because he feels that Muslim women’s physical and psychological well-being can be threatened if they aren’t virgins, and he said that 30 to 40 percent of both original and reconstructed hymens fail to produce “virginity-confirming bleeding” when ruptured by penetration, anyway, so there’s no need to feel inferior if yours doesn’t. [Time]
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    The Girls’ Club Is In The Bathroom

    Carol Hymowitz writes in The Wall Street Journal that the ladies’ room at her office is the female equivalent of the what men have in a golf courses or cigar clubs. Business is discussed, relationships are formed, advice, whether about “where to find the best look-alike Birkin bag” or how to handle a boss, is asked for and given. It’s nice that we have a place where everything can be put out in the open, I guess (though I’ve never really been a part of a ladies’ room club, myself), but doesn’t it suck that these things to happen where we empty our bowels and bladders? [WSJ.com] Keep reading »

    If Britain’s S&M Scene Is Secret, Why Are So Many People Commenting?

    BBC News published an article on Britain’s “secretive “S&M scene” yesterday, saying that Max Mosley’s antics are really opening people up. (He had a sadomasochistic session with five prostitutes, with whom he engaged in a concentration camp scenario.) The comments in response to the story are great though, because many BDSM practitioners defend their chosen sex life. One even sort of confirms yesterday’s post about being born with the desire for S&M: “I don’t really indulge in S&M (it just hurts, frankly, which is a good way to tell if it’s for you).” Other commenters are upset with the BBC for printing the story: “It’s clear to me that England is becoming more Satanic in nature every day, and the people who work for the BBC must take some responsibility for that.” Let’s blame the war in Iraq on the BBC, while we’re at it. [BBC] Keep reading »

    Romance On TV: Bachelor Aaron Buerge Is Still As D-Baggy As Ever

    To be honest, despite being a loyal viewer, I have hated most of the guys picked to be The Bachelor. In fact, the only guy featured on the show who I could honestly see myself being hot for was Ryan Sutter, the guy Trista, the first Bachelorette gave the final rose to and who she later married. He was friggin’ hot and he seemed nice and he wrote poetry (terrible poetry but I disgress) and he was a fireman. What’s not to love? The rest of The Bachelor‘s have ranged from mediocre (Andrew Firestone) to downright awful (Alex Michel). But the worst of the worst of the worst was Bachelor Aaron Buerge from season two. He was, in a word, a total d-bag. And by the looks of last night’s Where Are They Now? special, he is still just as heinous as ever. For the record, he shows how a fist bump shouldn’t be done. Keep reading »

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