This election season just got dirty: Krystal Ball, 29, a Congressional candidate in Virginia, has seen embarrassing private photos taken at a Christmas party dug up by a right-wing blog and posted on the internet. In the saucy pics, Ball wears a Santa hat and thigh-high stockings and is leading her then-husband, who was wearing reindeer ears and a red dildo on his nose, around by a leash. In a couple of the pics, a giggling Ball has her mouth on the big red peen. Scandal!
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Somewhere in a lab far, far away, scientists fed spiders flies injected with LSD, mescaline, hashish, and caffeine. These are their webs. [ICNT4GIVE] Keep reading »
Dear Us Weekly, Life & Style, OK!, People and the rest of the tabloid mags out there:
We love that we can solidly rely on you for coverage of Jen Aniston’s sex life, Brangelina’s oversized brood, or anything to do with Kim Kardashian’s butt. But for the love of God, please stop covering the girls of “Teen Mom.” Keep reading »
I like it on the kitchen table.
I like it on the couch.
I like it on our bed.
Seen any Facebook status updates like this yesterday? No, your friends aren’t more randy this October than usual. It’s Breast Cancer Awareness Month and there is yet another Facebook meme circling the social networking site that purports to “get people talking” about breast cancer. Keep reading »
Yesterday, Amelia and I were discussing a random post idea, and Frederick’s of Hollywood came up. At that moment I remembered how much I enjoyed reading that catalog when I was younger. Yes, I read every product description in Frederick’s of Hollywood from cover to cover when I was only about 9 or 10. I even had my favorite model, one of the few, if the only black woman to grace the pages. I have no idea why my mom was on the mailing list. I don’t think she ever bought anything. It wasn’t a secret that I had a thing for Frederick’s of Hollywood, but I’m surprised my mom never told me to stop. I became even more fascinated with the catalog after my aunt told me Frederick’s of Hollywood was where hookers shopped. For some reason, lucite platforms, elephant trunk thongs for men, and ridiculous wigs intrigued me. But, then again, I was the kid who thought looking tacky was a good thing.
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