Mario Philippona is man of many skills (architect, sculptor, designer, cabinet maker, and furniture maker), and he also loves the female form — so much so that he created a wine cabinet called the Boobycase. “A woman with fantastic breasts, seen in the sauna, inspired me to make this work,” the artist writes on his website. Luckily, with a price tag of more than $15,000, the Boobycase won’t be making too many appearances, that is until Mario creates one out of plastic. [SexyFurniture.nl and InventorSpot via Plime.com] Keep reading »
Lookie what we got in our inbox today! A remix of everyone’s favorite Katy Perry song, “I Kissed A Girl”, remixed by The Knocks. It’s much rave-ier than the original. Where is my glowstick? Keep reading »
My problem with wearing perfume may have been solved by scientists! Researchers in Portugal have developed a way to insert microcapsules into fabrics. While scent microcapsules are usually made from formaldehyde, which isn’t exactly safe to have next to your skin, these scientists have developed a new, more environmentally friendly plastic out of limonene (found in the rinds of lemons), and the lemon-y scent even lasted through dry cleaning. Sadly, it seems there’s only the one scent available right now, but it could soon be used to make BO-neutralizing suits, socks, and underwear, and maybe after that they’ll find a way to embed Burberry Brit in dresses — then I’ll be set. [LiveScience] Keep reading »
So I haven’t been watching The Bachelorette all season, which may come as a surprise, but the truth is, I never find The Bachelorette as entertaining as The Bach because the men are never up to my attractiveness standards (which are high for reality TV) and I find it far more mortifying to see a bunch of dudes act like mealy mouthed wimps than to see a bunch of archaic women act like cave girls. Don’t ask me why. But I have been getting harrassed by my coworker Kim and my friend Lesley for not watching this season of The Bachelorette, which they both claim is, like, the best ever. So I kicked my man-friend into the bedroom last night and settled in with a bottle of wine and serious doubts to watch the second to last episode of the show, plus “The Men Tell All” special. And lo and behold, I totally ended up kicking myself for not tuning in sooner. My latent thoughts, after the jump… Keep reading »
If you’re pregnant, try to eat healthy because eating junk food is bad for your baby. Duh. A study published in The Journal of Physiology found that female rats that were fed a diet of chips, cheese, muffins, and other processed foods throughout pregnancy and lactation had offspring that were overweight at birth and were born with a taste for junk food, kind of like babies whose moms used crack while they were in the womb. Female offspring were particularly affected by the mother’s diet. And don’t think this just applies to rodents: “Humans share a number of fundamental biological systems with rats, so there is good reason to assume the effects we see in rats may be repeated in humans,” said Neil Strickland, a professor at the Royal Veterinary College in London. [EurekAlert!] Keep reading »
The average woman spends about four and a half minutes every day rummaging through her bag, according to a research by a company called Bagatidy. This comes out to about one full day a year spent searching through pens, loose papers, extra clothes, and whatever other crap you’re lugging around. We think this is entirely possible, given the contents of our bags:
Amelia’s bag: wallet, black umbrella, yellow cardigan, iPhone, keys, work ID, fake lavender Ray-Bans, two-week-old issue of New York magazine, promotional CD I got at a concert, mascara, four lip glosses, three pens, camera, copy of Breakfast At Tiffany’s (the book), various business cards, various loose pieces of paper, and loose change.
Catherine’s bag: wallet, red umbrella, black cardigan, phone, keys, camera, work ID, notebook, sunglasses case, two lip glosses, two lipsticks, one chapstick, datebook, pen, two pencils, iPod, and a USB drive.
What’s in your handbag? [MarieClaire.co.uk] Keep reading »
I saw Wall-E this weekend, and one of the more remarkable aspects of the movie is that throughout whole chunks of it, only two works are spoken: “Wall-E” and “Eve”, the names of the two main robots. Even though they are said perhaps a hundred times throughout the 97-minute movie, characters intonate the two names to convey different emotions. For example, when Eve thinks she has lost Wall-E, she says, “Wall-eeeeee,” and when Wall-E says “Eve-uh,” it almost sounds like he’s whining the way a dog does when it wants a treat. It’s amazing how humans (and robots, apparently) can say things without actually speaking the words. Keep reading »