I’ll never forget the first time I met the mother of a particular ex-boyfriend. We were vacationing together in the South of France (glamorous locale, yes, but not the place you want to spend a week with your boyfriend’s family!) and I was sort of stunned by the physical relationship between my then-boyfriend and his mother. I should say they’re from a different cultural background than I (they’re Middle Eastern) and maybe that was part of it, but they literally could NOT keep their hands off each other. They hugged, kissed on the lips, caressed each other. It was seriously bizarre. At one point, my ex-boyfriend’s mother even talked about his “golden penis” (over dinner!) — a term she said was some kind of figure of speech in their culture. Um, ohhhkay. Needless to say, it was trés uncomfortable for me and when we broke up several months later it was with much relief that I realized I’d never have to endure another mother-son make-out fest ever again. Remembering all this, I read today’s letter in Salon’s advice column with a lot of empathy. Read it yourself after the jump. Keep reading »
Don’t get me wrong. I like a hirsute fellow as much as the next girl, but it could be that this advertisement waxed into some dude’s back hair goes a little too far. Far enough to give me a hairball. Copyranter calls it “diametrically un-hot,” and he’s got a point there. Body hair removal company Parissa thought it would be clever to have this poor, furry soul wander up and down a beach looking like this, handing out free samples of Parissa product. People liked it, says one report, and some chicks even asked to have their photo taken with the Hairy Backed One. But does it make me want to buy Parissa? Eh, not really. A fur coat, maybe. [Copyranter] Keep reading »
When the harem pant trend came along this spring, many were reluctant to jump on the baggy-bottomed train. And with good reason—why go all gypsy-ass when you know people are going to stare at you, or think you’re smuggling produce or drugs in your crotch region?
True, true, the garment is one tricky trend. But, there are some wonderful things about them, too. Consider the following, and you may find yourself having a big old pants party before you know it. Keep reading »
Models have finally caught on to this whole blogging thing—and, man, are they into it. Coco Rocha has her own blog, “Oh So Coco,” and just recently graduated to her own Twitter feed. Sessilee Lopez, not to be outdone, has a site where she talks about the “daily grind” that is being a model in NYC. Jezebel’s “Tatiana The Anonymous Model” (aka Jenna Sauers, outed as of July 21), will be writing a new blog for Jezebel as well as starting to re-update her own blog. Keep reading »
When Fashion Week rolls around in New York, it turns out that the flashy events aren’t just an opportunity to show off wealth and seem cool—instead, it’s during this time that the prepsters grapple with the idea of “image,” and as a result, some of the kids end up showing their true colors. For Kelli and Jessie, this turns out to be a good thing, landing them on top of the moral spectrum. For PC, however, it only reveals how false the veneer of his image is, and how confused he is by it.
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The Daily Mail reported on one woman’s harsh words for her former gym and asks: Why the hell did they let her join and work out when she was so clearly and severely anorexic? (As in skin-and-bones bad.) To the gym’s credit, it soon asked Jessica Bennington, 19, to produce a doctor’s note clearly stating she was healthy enough to work out. Turns out, just days later, she was admitted to the hospital for malnourishment and a host of other complications. Gotta say…
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I never really thought about compact mirrors. (I guess because rarely do I peer at the outside of mine.) But yesterday I noticed that I’ve been carrying around a really cheap-looking, ugly compact that I received ages ago in a goodie bag, and I decided to remedy the situation. Check out my favorite picks…
CFDA President and fashion world matriarch Diane Von Furstenberg thinks that the industry is “in crisis.” From showing clothes months before the season they’re meant for starts to overly commercialized shows, and a growing sense of boredom coupled with a shrinking number of designers showing in the tents at Bryant Park, something has to change.
Von Furstenberg, for one, is a major proponent of moving back the show schedule so as not to be ramming mink down buyers’ throats in the dead heat of August. While we can’t help but feel that would be an improvement, it would also mean that the lovely, early sales we’ve all come to enjoy, would be much later in the season and likely less discounted. Sad for us, good for the industry.
Another area for improvement is the indie fashion arena. We’re not saying that every Parsons kid with a pair of scissors and a big dream should have a show during fashion week, but there are some rather talented youngsters (think Jason Wu and Alexander Wang) out there who’d definitely inject a bit of life into the generally predictable show schedule. London Fashion week is known for their many shows by up and comers (like Christopher Kane and Matthew Williamson a few seasons ago) and their maverick attitude is luring now-established Brits back overseas. If the massive exodus of British designers from New York to London for next season–Burberry, Pringle of Scotland, Matthew Williamson, etc.–is an indicator, the UK’s less commercial take is something to strive for. Keep reading »
Diddy, Sean Combs, P Diddy, Puff Daddy—I don’t even know what to call him anymore. But I do know one thing: This man has a gigantic ego. In his new show “Making His Band,” which premiered last night, people auditioned not to create their own band, but for a chance to be in Diddy’s band. Dude, why don’t you just have regular auditions like everyone else? [PopCrunch]
Oh wait, because you have the biggest ego ever! After the jump, some most of Diddy’s egotastic moments. Keep reading »