Melissa McCarthy and Joshua Jackson woke up very early this morning to announce this year’s Emmy nominations. Unfortunately, they didn’t get to show off their personalities much—the proceedings were austere, as usual, with just a smattering of laughs and giggles, and the whole thing was over in six minutes flat. After the jump, the good, bad, and WTF of the nominations. Keep reading »
Last night I did something I’ve never done before: I slept naked, alone, in my bed.
I usually sleep with my window open — there’s a screen, of course — so gusts of wind can circulate in my room. Last night, though, there was not a single gust of wind. It might have been 75 degrees outside at midnight and maybe 80 degrees in my stupid bedroom that doesn’t have air conditioning. I flipped and flopped and wondered how my pillows could possibly feel so warm. At last, I decided the only thing left to do would be to take my pajamas off — my “pajamas” being a summery romper that weighs, at most, three ounces.
Let me be clear about something: I never sleep naked, even if I’m sleeping alongside a dude and even if we just had sex. It feels so … bare to me. I have to wear underwear and pajamas — top and bottom preferably, unless it’s summer and I’m wearing something lighter — or else I can’t fall asleep.
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Time for some real talk. We love summer, but the bane of our existence come July is one thing — sweat. Specifically, sweat pouring from places our deodorant stick usually doesn’t see — under our breasts and beneath our derrieres. These curves come with a price — a damp, sticky one. One recent summer day saw us applying Speed Stick to our underboob region in a fit of desperation — that’s when we realized we needed something more hardcore. Enter Silky Underwear Dusting Powder by LUSH, which is designed to keep those sexy lady areas dry and comfy. Because there’s nothing more uncomfortable or unsightly than two half moon-shaped sweat stains under your girls.
Rachel Oberlin, aka porn star Bree Olsen, had the good sense to finally ditch Charlie Sheen via text message. But her spot in his pantheon of goddesses has earned her the August cover of Playboy, posing in about 1/5 of a Charlie T-shirt. I also like that she’s both wearing tiger undies and posing with a tiger. Winning! [BuzzFeed]
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