This weekend, I spent an embarrassing amount of time online trolling through photos of other people’s homes looking for inspiration—and another excuse to repaint or reupholster or re-anything my own apartment—and I happened upon this photo. I immediately zeroed in on their side tables and realized that they’re actually file folder cabinets! They’re the perfect storage solution (to go all “Container Store” lingo on you) for a tight living room—all you need is a little DIY love to make them work. Pick up a can of spray paint (I’m always a fan of color, bypass the blah whites and beige paints), and spray over the usually grim-looking, office-y finish. Throw a lamp on top and—voila!—you’ve got yourself tables with loads space to hide, well, whatever it is you don’t want people seeing. [Apartment Therapy] Keep reading »
There is a new movie coming out on September 24th. It is called rage. It looks full on ridiculous. With the aid of many colored backdrops and pseudo-deep statements from interviewees at the scene, a blogger working in a New York fashion house records the events surrounding a murder. Starring the likes of a tranny-fied Jude Law, model Lily Cole still attempting to act, Judi Dench being awesome and Steve Buscemi making you feel skeevy, the thing is jam-packed with celebrities you never wanted to see together in one movie.
Check out the trailer and a few choice bits from it after the jump. Keep reading »
I am an Aries (3/28/89 at 4:25 a.m.) and the guy is a Libra (10/2/1987). We’ve been dating for two years. However, since late last year, he has been having what I call an “early life crisis.” He wants to hang out with his friends and he restarted his friendship with an ex-girlfriend; there is hardly time for us anymore. Our last conversation became heated when we didn’t listen to what each other had to say. I ranted about how I felt about the direction of our relationship, but the conversation soured quickly. He wants to “figure things out.”
He is learning to grow up on his own after a difficult life with his family. He understands that our relationship has become problematic, and he repeatedly explains that he’s just confused on the direction of his life. I’ve been really patient with him for the past couple months, but I do not know how much longer I can be. I’d like to sit down and talk things out with him, but there’s no effort by him to do so. I feel conflicted on what to do — can we reconcile as a couple or are we better off on our own separate ways? – Confused Aries Keep reading »
We told you about his womanizing at the Royal Ascot Horse Race, but now Simon Cowell has even gone and outdone himself. The “American Idol” judge invited 17 of his ex-girlfriends to his 50th birthday shindig this weekend. You know he just wants his ex-gfs to fight over who gets to do him on his birthday. Or maybe he’ll make America vote them off one by one? Lame.
Seriously, what kind of celebration is that? Sure, it’s one thing if you cross paths with someone you dated and say hello, but it’s quite another to rub them all in each other’s faces.
I, for one, have gone to extreme lengths to avoid my exes. Heck, I’ve literally turned into a ninja to avoid bumping into one ex, who works right around the corner from my gynecologist. Can you imagine seeing him then? Keep reading »
Some lucky couples feel electricity during sex. That’s not quite what happened here, but the ground did shake around Jens Gottlieb and Lisa Gruhn as they were getting hot and heavy in the woods as a storm rolled in. A bolt of lightning struck the ground, almost toasting the coital couple. They got up and bolted (ha!), running completely naked. But they got lost in the rain and couldn’t find their car. Thankfully, another driver saw the nakie couple bumbling around the woods and called the police. The adventurous pair were found and led back to their car in dry clothes. I’m guessing the officers who found them are still telling that story around the station … and to everyone else they know. Because, hey, it got around to us. [Metro UK] Keep reading »
In the wake of Chasity Bono’s big decision to have gender reassignment surgery, a transgender center in Maryland says they are busier than ever. One client on their roster is Renee Ramsay, formerly Richard—a 77-year-old man becoming a woman. No Friskians, that was no typo: 77. But doctors say that although the sex-change surgery is a complex procedure, age is not typically an issue.
Renee’s story actually kind of tugs at my heartstrings. She used to be in the military, was married twice, and for a long time would cross-dress when off-duty because of the whole don’t-ask-don’t-tell thing. So why did Renee wait so dang long to get lady parts? Well … she never wanted to upset her wife, who passed away recently. And well … it ain’t cheap. Renee has been saving up for this moment almost her entire life. At 77, she’s finally happy and feels like herself. I guess it’s never too late to change … your gender. [CBS] Keep reading »