You know how people say that being held accountable (to others, not just yourself, that is) actually helps weight loss? When you have to show up for a previously scheduled training appointment, you are way more apt to workout than if you just “try” to get to the gym every night. And when you head to, say, one of those Weight Watchers meetings, you are more likely to not overeat because once a week you have to face the music about your daily menus. Now, with the help of Twitter, some people are taking this accountability concept to the Nth degree—Tweet What You Eat, known to its users as twye, is the latest diet craze. The concept is simple: It’s an online food diary where you log absolutely everything you eat and drink. All you have to do is set up an account (or log in if you’re already on Twitter) and start tweeting away. The idea is that if you are forced to write down everything you put in your mouth, for all to see, you’ll think twice about eating that second (or third) slice of cake. Would you try out this online food diary? Or are you more private about your consumption? [Daily Mail] Keep reading »
Barbie collectors, get psyched for December: Mattel is launching their “Ladies of the ’80s” line, complete with mini interpretations of the great Joan Jett, Debbie Harry, and Cyndi Lauper. Joan is dressed in not only leather pants but also hot pink high tops, while Cyndi flashes her fishnets, and Debbie shows off a pink body-conscious strappy dress that could easily be worn today. One thing that would make these dolls even better? They should come with their own personal soundtracks. [Jezebel]
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Here’s the plot of my new favorite blog, 50 JDates: A 26-year old Jewish girl is in love with her boyfriend, who’s a goy (aka, not a Jew). The two lovebirds are considering marriage, but because her family is super religious and it’s important to them that she marries a Jewish man, she asks her boyfriend to convert. He says, “No.” Now she is torn—her mother doesn’t want the marriage to happen, and she’s not sure what to think. So how does she deal? She does something that I can only describe as my worst nightmare—she joins JDate, a Jews-only online dating site and pledges to go on 50 dates, writing about each and every one. At the end of the 50 dates, she’ll decide if she can accept her non-Jewish man, refuse her family’s wishes, and get engaged. Or who knows, maybe her beshert will come along. I can’t say I’d have the chutzpah to take on such a daunting task—but this girl is doing it with an open heart and an open mind. L’chaim, lady!
P.S. Don’t tell my mother about this social experiment. I don’t want her to get any crazy ideas. Keep reading »
Sure, in a perfect world, our favorite fragrance would be all our own. It would be an exclusive scent that smells like no other, and when we left a room, people would say, “Oh, it still smells like her,” and sigh wistfully. (For that matter, no one would have the same H&M dresses either, hate that.) Sadly, that privilege isn’t exactly realistic when you consider that L’Artisan Parfumeur is selling that very exclusivity to the tune of $10,000. For that low, low price, you can purchase one of eight new couture fragrances that comes with a “certificate of authentication,” and twelve bottles of various sizes. You may also opt to purchase another bottle for $450 at some point during your lifetime, and can will the certificate, or “ownership,” of the scent to your heirs. Personally, if I was rich and decided to blow 10 grand on some perfume, I would kind of want some say in choosing what it smelled like. But then again I’d probably be too
lazy busy eating bonbons in bed sooo …. [Stylelist] Keep reading »
This weekend, “Nightline” ran a special on everyone’s favorite topic, the insanity of the Church of Scientology
. The whole thing was actually pretty boring. (Martin Bashir interviews drive me crazy. Why does he insist on doing the crinkled brow, “I’m really listening to you” thing, followed by repeating what the person just said with faux shock?) Until minute 3:40 of the clip above, where Bashir asks Scientology mouthpiece Tommy Davis (who runs the Celebrity Centre in Hollywood), “Do you believe that a galactic emperor named Xenu brought his people to earth 75 million years ago and buried them in volcanoes?” Davis gets upset. “I am not going to discuss disgusting perversions of Scientology beliefs that can be found commonly on the internet … If you’re gonna ask me about volcanoes and this kind of thing, I will stand up and walk out.” Which he then does, dramatically throwing off his mic. But wait, I find it interesting that, out of all the nuttiness in that question, he found the part about volcanoes the most insulting? I so don’t get this “religion.” [Gawker
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We all have hot buttons that love to get pushed. Like watching a good movie your new beau picked out, a new sexual partner has the potential to show you something that you love, that you never would have found on your own. Of course, we all agree, getting naked heats things up, but there’s more to sex than bodies. Your brain is your biggest erogenous zone, and there are plenty of folks with creative minds who take their sexy time to places of desire where other people would never dare to go. So, without further adieu, to inspire you, here are seven surprising fetishes you probably haven’t already come up with on your own … or have you? Keep reading »
Being wrinkly makes you interesting? And here we’ve been obsessing about wrinkle creams and anti-aging beauty products, thinking that getting old is a big downer. This ad campaign, called “See The Person, Not The Age,” recently launched in Scotland and aims to fight ageism through wrinkled-up billboards that display slogans like these: “This is proof you can still have wrinkles and do a good job” and “Why don’t you notice people with wrinkles too?”
Could wrinkles ever really be thought of as “beautiful”? Why not? If this prevents just one person from feeling pressured to get Botox, it’s a very good thing. Why do wrinkles have to be so stigmatized anyway? What do you think of this campaign? Progressive? Or did you just wrinkle your nose? [StyleFrizz.com] Keep reading »
So my boyfriend — Joseph Gordon-Levitt
, not to be confused with my other boyfriend, Ryan Gosling
— has made a new movie, and it looks awesome! “Uncertainty” is about a couple who leave some major decision — what, we don’t know — up to the flip of a coin, and the film looks at the two scenarios that could unfold. It’s kind of like “Sliding Doors” with some shoot-’em-up thriller action thrown in for excitement. Now, what am I going to wear to the premiere? Keep reading »
OK, I’m about to discuss a short scene from last night’s episode of “Mad Men,” so if you haven’t watch it yet — oh my God, you have to watch it!!! — you may want to stop reading. Are we all good now? Good. Now that we can speak freely, first, how awesome was Joan’s big moment last night when she finally gave Dr. Rape what he had coming? I cheered! And then I rewound and watched it several times over. If you don’t have the show recorded, luckily NYMag.com created an animated GIF.
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INTERIOR, A NIGHT CLUB:
An obviously dorky, wallflower-like girl, Stacey, stands alone awkwardly at the bar. Her ultra-hot friend, Tracy, walks up and joins her, sweaty from the dance floor. The music is blaring.
Stacey: Tracy, you get so many guys. I just don’t know how you do it! I can’t even get a dude to look at me.
Tracy: You know what your problem is, Stacey?
Stacey: I barely fill out an A-cup and become too invested after sex?
Tracy: No. They don’t look at you because they can’t see you. Literally. That’s why I wear these (points to pants), Diesel‘s glow-in-the-dark jeans.
Stacey: Oooh, you’re glowing and you’re not even pregnant!
Tracy: Uh, right. Anyhow, they’re part of the fall 2009 collection, and they’re painted with a special coating which lights up under UV lights. Some of the jeans come with stitching or graphics that show up in the dark. This way, guys can pick me out of a crowd in a dark club.
Stacey: Right on! You glow, girl! [Nitrolicious] Keep reading »