Clap on! Clap off! Clap on, clap off … your girl’s bra. Imagine I was singing that. The Clap-Off Bra is a brilliant gift idea for lazy men who don’t want to put in all that extra work to undo a bra. You can make one for the special lady in your life this Valentine’s Day
by following these ridiculously complicated instructions
. Oh, and you may want to consider ditching that giant red bow. Most women prefer for their boobs not to look like a Christmas gift. (FYI, the video is sort of NSFW.) [Instructables
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Bless you, Lisa Frank, for helping me build my unicorn sticker collection and making sure my school supplies were covered with the mythical, rainbow-colored creatures. I know I was not alone in my girlhood unicorn fantasy. Most young girls indulge in some kind of animal enthusiasm. But some experts think there’s a deeper reason for this. Engaging in an obsession, with unicorns, horses, or dolphins specifically, may help young girls become strong women. Why? They help us claim our power. “They’re all active, they’re all sources of power and motion and transformation … these are all borderland creatures; gateway animals to other worlds. They help us imagine wonderful other ways of being in the world. They let us be cowgirls and oceanographers and mermaids and princesses,” says scientist Laurel Braitman. Find out what important qualities each animal represents after the jump. Keep reading »
According to Media Takeout, Rihanna is dating Travis Barker, the uber-tattooed drummer of Blink-182. Two Rihanna insiders confirm that RiRi and Travis are mushy puppies over each other—apparently they went on a few dates years ago, but are now seeing each other for real. Supposedly, Rihanna will be appearing in his video for “Can a Drummer Get Some?” It appears the answer to that question is: yes.
On the surface, these two are an odd pairing. She’s R&B/reggae/pop while he’s punk rock. She’s high fashion while he’s T-shirts with insanely big arm holes. She’s 22 while he’s 35. But after the jump, a few things they have in common, besides both liking soup and being able to talk or not talk for hours. Keep reading »
Chris Brown is hosting “Saturday Night Live” tomorrow night and no one cares.
I would have thought that, even after two years have passed since he beat the crap out of his then-girlfriend Rihanna, people would question “SNL”‘s decision. I would think there’d be more of a public uproar. I would have thought people would make a stink. But all I’ve found online was one piece on Clutch Magazine, an online mag for young black women, and a tiny blog post on The New York Observer‘s web site. Nothing from Feministing. Nothing from Jezebel (though they ragged on him for performing at a boxing match last spring). The Young, Black And Fabulous blog even said they were happy Chris Brown was performing on “SNL.”
Even a few friends I asked didn’t care. “Dude has a right to go on with his career,” one friend said. “A lot of performers have done f**ed up stuff in their personal lives. If they’re good, they’re good,” another said.
Really, I’m surprised. Keep reading »
Earlier this week, I wrote about my flagrant disregard for Valentine’s Day. But a small (minor!) detail–a teensy admission about a particular ex of mine–seemed to garner the most attention. Yes, I went on a date with a hobo killer–but that’s not why I stopped seeing him. Keep reading »