Selena Gomez sure is stirring up some controversy this week. Yesterday, she smooched suspected beau Justin Bieber at the Billboard Music Awards, making tweenage girls everywhere swell with rage. And on Friday, she shot the video for “Love You Like a Love Song” in Malibu which features … pink horses. Selena’s rep says that no animals were harmed in the making of the video, but Pink was still not pleased. She tweeted, “If there are any animal activists around Malibu—at Leo Cabrillo State Beach—there are horses being painted for a stupid music video. Shame.” Personally, I am way more concerned by the fact that her love interest in the video has way too long hair and is wearing fringed pants. Check him out after the jump. Keep reading »
A year ago, my then-boyfriend and I argued about something. I can’t remember anymore what it was about. But I know it made me upset the night we argued and lasted until the next morning, all the way from my commute from New Jersey into New York City. Pent-up with frustration, I needed to do something to make myself feel better. So instead of walking straight to my office, I ducked into an H&M, grabbed skirts, dresses and blouses off the racks without even trying them on, and spent something like $200 or $300 on clothes in less than half an hour. Keep reading »
I live in constant fear that one day I will open a kitchen drawer or a hall closet and every pencil, pen, and bobby pin I’ve ever lost will come tumbling out and I will die, because you guys, I lose a staggering number of writing utensils and bobby pins every day. For example, yesterday I very mindfully placed three new pens and five bobby pins in my purse. Today there are none. While I can’t say for sure that keeping a zippered pencil pouch in my purse would help remedy this problem, at the very least it would be cute.
“Below the neck, Ms. Handler is arranged along old-fashioned lines. Writers have described her as a California surfer type, but the truth is closer to the fantasy. In person, without makeup, her body has the pre-silicone lushness of a ’60s Playmate.”
WTF? Regardless of your opinion on the comedienne Chelsea Handler (I love her, mostly), writer Cathy Hornyn’s third paragraph of her profile in Sunday’s New York Times is aggravating as all get out. Yeah, Handler is attractive. But what’s the point of describing her body? Is the author trying to imply it’s helped Handler in her success? (Whether it did or not is debatable.) Even if one does think Handler’s attractiveness is salient to the article, it really pisses me off that Hornyn referred to her subject as “Playmate”-like before even mentioning her successes as an author and TV show host. Would an attractive male comedian’s body be mentioned in the third paragraph of a NYT profile — or at all? [Personally, I thought the entire profile was snide. -- Editor] [NY Times] Keep reading »
It’s time again for “Dear Wendy Updates,” a feature where people I’ve given advice to in the past let us know whether they followed the advice and how they’re doing today. After the jump, we hear from “165 And Ready To Run,” whose boyfriend confessed to her that he was really bothered by her 8-pound weight gain and it was the reason he had been seeming distant. “Since he told me, he has been affectionate and loving again; he says he just needed to get it off his chest and now everything will be fine. But I’m pissed. Is it worth it for me to put up with his shallowness?” After the jump, find out whether she decided to keep putting up with his shallowness or if she MOA’d. Keep reading »