Zergnet: Simply Irresistible
Those of you who enjoy some game called “football” probably already know who this hot piece of sexiness is, but for those of you who prefer to spend your Sundays outside in the sunshine and not, you know, parked in front of the tube, let me explain. Mark Sanchez is the new quarterback for the New York Jets, a football team that has had a rotating cast of QBs for the last few seasons and, in general, totally sucks. But Sanchez, 22, is being heralded as their saving grace! Drafted in the first round of the 2009 NFL draft, sad Jets fans think he might finally be the answer to their team’s woes. Whatever, I am suddenly a Jets fan, because this 6’2″ Scorpio is suddenly making the outdoors look highly overrated. Keep clicking for more pics from his sexy shoot for GQ.
So we warned you it was coming, but after four months (it feels like way longer than that!) of waiting, the digital mag, Lonny, headed up by Rubie Green founder Michelle Adams and photographer Patrick Cline, is finally here—sweet Jesus, thank the Lord! (Can you tell I’ve been reading and re-reading and re-re-reading my old collection of Dominos every day since its demise?) You must check it out here. They’ve got sweetly chic bathrooms, rustically elegant table settings (by former “Top Design” contestant Eddie Ross), and a peek inside Deborah Needleman’s (former editor-in-chief of the magazine) country retreat, above. It feels a lot like Domino, especially all the product pages upfront, and with reason—loads of former staffers have helped in the creation of Lonny. Click over there now. It’s complete eye candy yumminess! [Lonny] Keep reading »
Frisky Q&A: Tucker Max Talks “I Hope They Serve Beer in Hell,” Feminism, Sex, And Why He Loves Women
Love him or hate him, Tucker Max is in your face. The author of I Hope They Serve Beer in Hell, a debauched chronicling of his booze-fueled sexual hijinks which has spent the last four years on the The New York Times bestseller list and most recently been turned into a feature film, Max is the king of “fratire” and the enemy of feminist bloggers everywhere. His crude erotic tales through subterranean America are populated by midgets and strippers; generally, women do not fare well in the face of his f**k-’em-and-dump-’em M.O. Protesters have boycotted his movie and accused him of promoting “rape culture.” Good or bad, Tucker seems to relish the attention. In Tucker-esque fashion, one young woman bragged: “I Slept With Tucker Max, the Internet’s Biggest Asshat.” So, is Tucker Max for real? Or is he a savvy marketer plugged into what 21st century men really want? We talked to Max about his movie, his sex life, and his detractors. The recently released “I Hope They Serve Beer in Hell” isn’t faring well at the box office. That didn’t make him any less cocky. Keep reading »
I know we all have “Mad Men” fever these days. On the off chance that you have become desensitized while watching Betty Draper suck those cancer sticks and throw back cocktails with her bun in the oven, let me remind you once again that smoking while pregnant is hazardous to the baby. Wait? You already knew that? But in case you need just one more good reason to quit lighting up while knocked up, a new U.K. study about smoking while pregnant is likely to scare the s**t out of you. Keep reading »
Prompted by the revival of leather skirts, we decided to dig around a bit more to see what else is out there in leather land, and here’s what we found: shorts. Not hot pants but loose-fitting shorts like this Robert Rodriguez pair, which could be a regular style, except they’re made out of leather. Puzzling. Not sure how you would rock these seeing as you can’t really wear them when it’s hot and when it’s cold you’d have to don tights underneath.
With the Spike Jonze movie opening this month, the book and film’s child hero is likely to be one of this year’s most popular costumes. But you don’t need to run out and buy Opening Ceremony’s $600+ costume. I’m going to keep my hands exposed and paint my nails silver, and added a little more whimsy with a feather crown from Etsy. You could also buy posterboard from an art supply store and cut your own crown. As for this wolf onesie? I plan on wearing mine around the house year-round. Keep reading »
Your favorite beauty company Kiehl’s has jumped on the fashion comic-book marketing bandwagon that’s all the rage with the young’uns. (Marc Jacobs is selling a Lady Gaga-inspired comic book, while Agent Provocateur just released a sexy superhero tale.)
Chez Kiehl’s, they’re promoting a new line of products made with açaí, which is supposed to be a bit more spicy than the beauty retailer’s basics. To go along with the launch, they’ve created a microsite called Express Your POW!, which lets you depict your “pow” (whatever that is) by customizing your own online comic. You can choose from a bunch of different scenarios—including a girl dropping a computer out of a window or a couple on a train platform, for example—and then pick hair colors and add your own text.
A nude photograph of Brooke Shields taken when she was 10 (yes, 10!) was removed from a London exhibit this week after Kidscape, an anti-child-abuse activism group in the U.K., declared it a “magnet for pedophiles.” Whoa … back up. Brooke Shields? Kiddie porn? How? Artist Richard Prince’s piece of Shields was set to be part of the “Pop Life: Art in a Material World” exhibition at the Tate Modern opening this Thursday. Prince’s infamous piece is a photograph of a photograph (yes, twice removed … how post-modern) of a heavily made-up 10-year-old Shields originally taken by Garry Gross — shot with the permission of Shields’ mother. Is it weird to anyone else that Shields’ mother would be down with it in the first place? The piece has shown in museums such as the Guggenheim in the past without hoopla, but the Tate Modern removed the pic and shut down the entire room. So what do you think? Kiddie porn or art? [People] Keep reading »
The two of you are inseparable. You’re every romantic comedy cliché come to life. He’s the cream in your coffee. The Jim to your Pam—not that you even remember who they are, because with all the lovemaking, you hardly have time to waste on sitcoms like “The Office.”
When you’re not busy rutting, you spend hours just staring at each other, marveling at your good fortune. Everything reminds you of him and you can’t stop talking about how fantastically happy you are. In fact, you’re so busy, you probably haven’t even noticed that, except for calls from your shmoopie, your phone has stopped ringing. (Unless it’s your mom calling to wonder if you’re finally going to squeeze out some grandchildren for her.)
But your friends? They seem to have disappeared. In the haze of your love drunkenness, you might believe this is because they’re jealous. But more likely it’s because you’ve become one of the “smug marrieds” from Bridget Jones’ Diary—a book I loathed, but she sure got that part right. And you’re not even married. Yet. Keep reading »
Nothing says love like a Blue Light Special, right? That’s why we’re happy to announce that Wal-Mart has hosted its very first wedding, at the store in York, Nebraska. The lucky shoppers were Crystal Newsome and Robert Vickrey. They decided to exchange their vows in the lawn and garden department, among oodles of potted plants. Why would they pick this as the location of their wedding? “We had our first kiss at Wal-Mart,” explains Crystal. Both Robert and Crystal are Wal-Mart employees: Robert’s worked there for more than a decade and currently manages the grocery department, while Crystal has been the deli manager for five years. The two started dating two years ago. “We both work here, we met here, it all started here, why not?” said Robert.
Rather than send out invitations to their co-workers, Robert and Crystal simply placed an invite by the time clock. And hey, this had to be convenient for any friends and family members who waited until the last minute to buy a gift. During the ceremony, Robert said, “I love everything about Crystal. She is an absolutely wonderful woman. She makes me smile. She’s put the joy of life back in me.” Aww, that is almost cute enough to suppress my snarky comment about how the groom wore black jeans. [Omaha.com] Keep reading »