I was in 8th grade when my first boyfriend, Jeremy, made me a mix tape featuring my favorite song, “Jeremy” by Pearl Jam. Coincidence? Not. I have been known to fall for a guy for the most ludicrous reasons, like, say, being the namesake of my favorite song, having an organized wallet, or rocking some snazzy sneakers. Sure, Jeremy had the right name to grab my interest, but he really sealed the deal with the mix tape and affixed love note — “My favorite songs and yours. Love, Jer.”
A lot has happened since then. My cassette tapes have all been donated to Goodwill (except Jer’s … I still have it) and my heart has grown more sophisticated (I think), but the fact remains the same. For me, falling for a guy is all in the details. I don’t care about how much hair you have, how swanky your apartment is, or how much money you’ve got in the bank. It’s the little things you do to show that you care that make me swoon like a lunatic. Keep reading »
Last week, I was in line at the grocery store. I had just finished a hardcore workout at the gym and was starving, so I popped in to pick up a few things. Meanwhile, my Blackberry was going off … emails, questions, work to be done. My mom was calling. My friends were texting about plans for the evening. And most unfortunately, the old woman in front of me was hell-bent on saving $1 on six cans of chicken broth with an expired coupon. Of course the checkout girl wouldn’t let her use the coupon—she smacked her gum and rolled her eyes instead. The old woman persisted in broken English: “One dollar off chicken broth! It say one dollar off chicken broth!” This scene went on like a broken record until finally the checker had to leave her station and get the manager. This process took no less than 20 minutes and the line continued to multiply. The voice inside my head started screaming, until finally I blurted out, “There are other people waiting here! F**k the soup!” It was the F-bomb heard ‘round the grocery store. I immediately felt ashamed as I looked around at all the other seemingly calm shoppers. What happened to me? Why did I fly into a rage? Keep reading »
On the season finale of “MERRIme.com,” Mr. Weisman interrupts Merri’s “binge” and reinstates his original ultimatum. MAC and Jess comfort a very down-and-out Merri, when a familiar face arrives on her doorstep. Who could it be? Cliffhanger, cliffhanger? [MERRIme.com
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Jon Gosselin just got served — and not by soon-to-be ex-wife Kate! The reality TV dad spent the weekend reportedly ransacking the couple’s joint bank account (he allegedly took $200,000, leaving Kate and the kids with a mere $1,000), and on Monday he brought his sideshow to “The Insider.” But he met his match in Nancy Grace because the “HLN” host would have none of it. Watch the video above as she rips him a new one, calling him out for his egotism and his dalliances with younger women. Keep reading »
We’ve gotten bored with the same old black, brown and gray liner that we use all the time. But rather than blowing money on a whole new set of colored liner, a few cosmetic companies make it really easy to turn your eyeshadow into smudge-proof liquid liner with liquid sealer. We tried one by Make Up For Ever and were immediately impressed by its awesomeness. We’ll show you how to use it after the jump. Keep reading »
Everyone knows there’s a bit of a reciprocal trade-off in the fashion world: Designers create clothes to please the magazines, and the magazines feature styles that in turn dictate the trajectory of trends. We might know this implicitly (or, OK, from “The Devil Wears Prada”), but it’s not addressed too often.
Now, Grazia, everybody’s favorite European fashion mag, is bridging the gap between reader/designer/consumer by launching their own clothing collection. Really? Explain the editors: “We spend a lot of time thinking about clothes at Grazia. Even while we’re still attending the catwalk shows, we’re walking around with a wish-list of fashion hits in our heads – the definitive pieces that we’d love to wear for the coming season…So we got to thinking – how would it be if we actually created those pieces?” After the jump, more details and pics from the collection. Keep reading »
My plane landed after midnight last night. I could use about six more hours of sleep, and I’m not sure where, exactly, I stashed my hairbrush or my deodorant. Maybe I took a bath two days ago, but I honestly don’t remember. In any case, I haven’t shaved my legs and armpits for a week and my werewolf-ian brows need a good, thorough tweezing. But no matter! I’ve got on my leopard-print leggings and a hot pink t-shirt to, uh, deflect attention from all that.
I wouldn’t go into the office looking like this. Hell, I wouldn’t leave my apartment looking like this. So why is my boyfriend—the person I regularly depend on for oral sex and foot rubs—sitting just 10 feet away from me? Because I have gotten comfortable in our relationship. Perhaps too comfortable. Keep reading »
Apparently a married man is never happy with the life he’s chosen, even if he’s a comic book character. Ever since we learned that Archie was putting an end to the decades-old love triangle and choosing either Betty or Veronica, we’ve been contemplating which of the ladies would become his wife. When news leaked that he would propose to Veronica in the comic book’s 600th issue, we were a little bummed. Of course he had to pick the rich
But now it seems this isn’t exactly the case. Keep reading »
I’ve been seeing these sexy black leggings with the leather patches around for a while. I’ve been really been wanting a pair, so last week I caved in and bought one from COS (above, left). They were a bit pricey for me at around $120, but I could have spent a lot more—I’ve seen versions of them for over $400. Yet, I went home, slapped them on and felt great when I took them out for a spin that evening. I wore them again the next day, congratulating myself on making such a useful wardrobe addition. Then, when I was cleaning my room the day after and was about to chuck them in the laundry pile, I halted.
Wait … you can’t just put leather in water, can you? Would I dry-clean these? Huh? Keep reading »