The hosts of reality competition shows are kind of like commercial breaks—necessary evils that you must endure in order to get your tele-fix. I tend to tune them out, their voices becoming like the “wah-wahs” of Charlie Brown’s teacher in “Peanuts.” Reality TV hosts are usually like an extension of the set—only there for decoration and functionality. Until now, there has never been a host I’ve given a crap about. But Cat Deeley, the model-esque host of “So You Think You Can Dance,” is not just a host. She’s a reason to watch the show. She actually adds entertainment value each week. I know, what a concept.
After the jump some reasons why Cat is the cat’s pajamas. Other reality hosts, please take note. Keep reading »
I would like to declare a new genre of music: Scientology
soul. Hey, it could be the new Christian rock. Apparently, the Church of Scientology made this music video for the song “We Stand Tall” in 1990 and it features many a Scientologist of note, from John Travolta
to David Miscavige. Heck, it even shows L. Ron Hubbard himself. Anyone feeling the urge to convert after seeing those mighty … cruise ships? Oh man, this song is in my head now. [Huffington Post
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A new study found that when the going gets tough financially, we want to curl up next to the most feminine wimps we can find, whereas if we are worried about ailing health, we’ll run straight into the arms of a burly man. Why? Because we want the wimps for their nurturing qualities and the manly men for t
hey’re their superior genes, according to Australian researchers. Ahh, so the flailing economy may be to blame for the current taste in male sex symbols being of the more feminine persuasion. Sorry Russell Brand. Not that I’m knocking girly men here. I love them and I always have. Maybe this is because I’ve always been poor. I mean, I was a former goth. My first boyfriend wore fishnet gloves and guyliner. And he wasn’t the last. Feel free to make fun of me. [Daily Mail UK] Keep reading »
I thought Botox would change my life. I admired the shiny, perfect foreheads of my elders on “The Real Housewives of Orange County” (or New York, New Jersey, D.C. and Miami, for that matter) and wished that I too could include myself in the natural-but-not club. I’m 28 and definitely the only one in my small-town Indiana family to even consider Botox. I thought it was a necessary form of torture–some sun damage from a few years back had left its mark in the form of noticeable (probably only to me?) horizontal lines across my forehead. It wasn’t quite as if someone drew on my face with eyeliner, but it bothered me. So with the help of a Lifebooker special for $179, I took the plunge before a trip to Jamaica where I intended to do a little more sun damage.
And here’s why I won’t ever do it again. Keep reading »
“It just feels like the thing running our country is a bank, money. I know it sounds like an intense viewpoint, but I’m only slowly but surely getting the wool taken off my eyes. When I was a kid, I asked questions about my faith. Now I’m asking questions about the world. I think we are largely in desperate need of revolutionary change in the way our mindset is. Our priority is fame, and people’s wellness is way low. I say this knowing full well that I’m a part of the problem. I’m playing the game, though I am trying to reroute. Anyway, not to get all politically divulging and introspective, but the fact that America doesn’t have free health care drives me f**king absolutely crazy, and is so wrong.”
—Katy Perry shows her philosophical side in a new interview with Rolling Stone. Perry and Justin Bieber both think the U.S. should have universal health care. Sigh. Why can’t we get Congress to agree?
After the jump, Perry talks about those big old ta-tas of hers: Keep reading »
For shame, Wimbledon: the tennis tournament’s website is asking fans to vote on its most attractive players. Yesterday, the vote was about “best-looking” male players (Roger Federer won) and today the vote is about “best-looking” women players. The vote isn’t even about something that involves a little bit of skill or personality, like the best on court-style: it’s just a straight up beauty contest hosted on the tournament’s web site. Keep reading »