This idea has been a long time coming. Designers over at LA denim studio Bleulab created totally reversible jeans. Given how little we actually like washing our jeans in the first place, the idea that when your jeans get dirty you could simply TURN THEM INSIDE OUT is actually revolutionary. The best part? The jeans aren’t some freaky deaky modified pajama jeans situation on the crotch — they actually have front pockets, zippers, and regular closures. This got us thinking about what other kinds of clothing innovations we need to see happen. Like maybe some retractable shoe laces, that trim themselves to the perfect length? Or white shirts with mega-stain guard technology? What would you innovate? [$163-207, Bleulab Reversible Denim] Keep reading »
Vogue Italia‘s latest cover? So. Gorgeous. I hate to beat a dead horse, but why the hell are these models called “plus size“? Tara Lynn, Candice Huffine and Robyn Lawley just look like voluptuous bombshells to me.
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In the wake of Weinergate, perhaps it would be an appropriate time to make a confession to the men of the world. Dick pics don’t really turn us on all that much. In the universe of nudie photos, bulges, hard-ons and the like don’t do the same thing for us that vaginas and boobs do for you. Sorry, to break the news, guys. We are turned on by the thought of you rubbing one out in our honor, but women are not as visual. We don’t need to see the evidence. According to an article in The Washington Post, a study found that dick pics do nothing for women, sexually speaking. Researchers found that men operate under the golden rule of sexting, “I think it’s hot, you should too.” But they are amiss in their logic. The kind of things that turn us on are way different. When women were polled about what kind of pics would get them all hot and bothered, some answers included a man folding laundry, a home cooked meal, and a guy’s alphabetized bookshelf. Um, yes. Sexy! After the jump, some pics you fellas out there could send us that would get you laid for sure. Keep reading »
We know that virtually every image we see in print has had a little Photoshop magic worked on it, but it’s easy to forget just how much. Former Sports Illustrated swimsuit model Caroline Forsling is here to remind us. She is currently suing Estee Lauder over an ad she appeared in for Origins Plantscription, an “anti-aging serum.” The stuff is meant for mature skin—but Forsling is only 35. The ad shows Forsling’s face without makeup, one side supposedly treated with Plantscription and the other side without it. Check out the ad above on the left. On the right, the way we’re used to seeing Forsling.
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“Megan developed this Spice Girl strength, this woman-empowerment that made her feel awkward about her involvement with Michael, who some people think is a very lascivious filmmaker, the way he films women. Mike films women in a way that appeals to a 16-year-old sexuality. It’s summer. It’s Michael’s style. And I think she never got comfortable with it. This is a girl who was taken from complete obscurity and placed in a sex-driven role in front of the whole world and told she was the sexiest woman in America. And she had a hard time accepting it. When Mike would ask her to do specific things, there was no time for fluffy talk. We’re on the run. And the one thing Mike lacks is tact. There’s no time for ‘I would like you to just arch your back 70 degrees.’”
—Yee haw! After being safely hidden away for most of the year, Shia LaBeouf is back on the publicity circuit to talk about “Transformers 3.” Prepare yourself for some crazy with a dash of inappropriate. While he doesn’t sound off here on whether Megan Fox was let go from the franchise or quit, he does explain the problems Megan had with director Michael Bay’s, mainly that he’s a pervy dude who always wants his leading actresses in suggestive positions. But the best part to me is how Shia calls Megan’s discomfort with this “Spice Girl strength, this woman-empowerment.” Vom. [Huffington Post] Keep reading »
Five years ago I had an “ideal” body.
I don’t mean to say that my body was free of imperfections, but rather that I had a body that most women are taught to believe is close to perfect: I was 5” 5’, weighed barely 115 pounds, and wore a size 2. I had a tiny waist, medium-sized breasts, a taut stomach, round bottom, and cellulite that was practically nonexistent. I was extremely slender, yet still somehow carried a feminine hourglass figure. I could never have been a contestant on “America’s Next Top Model,” but for a perfectly normal girl I had a perfectly enviable body.
Flash forward five years. Though I don’t own a scale, I’m probably 20 pounds heavier thanks to a slower metabolism, college drinking and a dire love of cheese. I now wear a size 6, my waist isn’t quite so minuscule, my stomach jiggles, I have cellulite swimming on my thighs, and I have ample junk in my apple-bottom trunk. My breasts have gotten ever-so-slightly bigger, but for every tiny bit that they’ve grown, my ass and thighs grew 10 times that … leaving me much more of a pear than an hourglass. Keep reading »