In this week’s “NYC Prep,” we get further into romantic intrigue, but not just between Kelli, Sebastian, and Taylor. A lot of the focus is on PC, who heads to Mexico for the holidays, only to basically come out of the closet on television (more on him later). Otherwise, we got more of braying Jessi’s stupid, annoying life that no one is envious of and some stuff about the other character no one cares about, Camille. Keep reading »
Zooey Deschanel and Joseph Gordon Levitt, stars of the upcoming ZOMG-I-cannot-wait-to-see-it movie “500 Days Of Summer,” filmed a mash up of a scene from their movie with the incredibly, uh, compelling love story of “Sid & Nancy.” Only Zooey plays Sid Vicious, and Joseph plays Nancy Spungen. Awesomeness. (A few NSFW language issues — they bleep out the f-word, but keep s**t. Just so you’re forewarned.) Keep reading »
Most women, at some point in their lives, have tried to get with a guy whose equipment didn’t work. And if she loved him, or even liked him enough to make another date, she probably didn’t take a sledge hammer to his ego. But that probably didn’t stop him from beating himself up and considering some drastic measures to make sure his Johnson stands at attention when desired. After the jump, the drastic things men will do to get and stay hard. Keep reading »
How do you like your eggs? Donated! Hey, for a cool $5,000 during this recession, less periods sounds like a win-win kinda situation. And that’s why IVF donation clinics across the country claim their phones are ringing off the hook.
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I (5/10/85) have been dating my boyfriend (6/27/78) for about a year and a half now. Our relationship is the best I’ve ever been in. We hardly fight (and not because one of us is holding something back, we are just highly compatible) and we like a lot of the same things. Our feelings about family, religion, and relationships are also similar.
But after over a year of dating, my boyfriend has yet to tell me he loves me. I brought up the topic about three months ago and he said, “Do I need to spell it out? Don’t my actions show you how I feel?” (I’m the first girl he’s ever introduced to his family and all his friends.) Then he said he hasn’t said the “L” word because there’s something “missing” between us. Keep reading »
It’s new release Tuesday, so it’s time to take the latest tunes for a spin. In this week’s big records, Tennessee trio Those Darlins make thier debut, Stellastarr* gets civilized, Maxwell tells you about his mid-summer night dream, Billy Boy On Poison comes clean, and—holy new indie awesomeness—We Were Promised Jet Packs lift off. Keep reading »
Have you seen graffiti that’s kind of sweet (even if it is against the law)? Send your pic to email@example.com. Keep reading »