Lance Bass has certainly danced with boys before. Granted those cute N’Sync coordinated moves didn’t require the gents to partner up, but let’s face it, they were still pretty gay. And now that Lance has signed on to show off his skills on Dancing With The Stars, the question is: Will this gay guy be given a male or female partner? Judge Cheryl Burke says, “America isn’t ready for two men dancing.” Really? Did she see Academy Award-winning Brokeback Mountain? Those hunks performed a very impressive horizontal tango. We took a Frisky staff poll and discovered that all of us ladies would appreciate two men with hot bodies, dancing around in tight-fitting clothing, grabbing each other, sweatin’…um, we have to stop thinking about this before the drool fries our hard-drive. Suffice it to say, two dudes dancing together sounds like two-times the hotness! And perhaps finally even a reason for us to watch the darn show in the first place. [TV Guide]
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I give up. I totally have given into Blayne and have decided that he’s as lovable and funny as a puppy that’s just learning how to walk, but occasionally has accidents in your apartment that make you hate him for a couple minutes. Maybe it’s that we both have an addiction to being tan, though I gave up the booth years ago in favor laying out on my roof deck and slathering on bottled self-tanner. (May I recommend, by the way, that Blayne use a bronzer for African-American women in between tanning booth sessions? It’s my secret.) In any case, Blayne is just one of the many Project Runway contestants this season that seems to be competing to coin the show’s next catchphrase rather than to win the title of Top Designer — after all, “fierce hot tranny mess” is worn the hell out, and Blayne’s “holla atcha boy” is desperate to take its place. While we’re not convinced it’s bankable enough, it’s certainly better than Suede’s desire to make his own name — spoken constantly in third person — the next big utterance on reality TV. Amelia does not like Suede, she does not like Suede at all. Keep reading »
High-waisted anything? Check. Gladiator sandals? Check. This gal knows what’s “in” this summer. [Trender Bender] Keep reading »
“I’m a 1950s housewife. I love baking. I love sewing. Being home with Tony. My mother was like that. Always took care of her husband. I always admired and wanted to do that.” — Eva Longoria [AHN] Keep reading »
When we buy ourselves fresh flowers, we usually just stick them in an empty apple juice bottle. See, most of the vases we come across are a little too formal for our tastes, but these Nemo-shaped ones make us laugh because it looks like the fish are eating the flowers, which is just silly, because everyone knows fish prefer worms to daisies.
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Olympians — noble, athletic, competitive, and so, so very sexy! We could watch them go for the gold all day long (especially if “going for the gold” was used in a more colloquial way). We will be glued and drooling to all the Summer Olympics action which kicks off in Beijing on Friday. To make sure you don’t miss a manly moment, check out The Frisky’s picks for the Top Ten Studliest Olympians of 2008!
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L’Oreal Paris’ latest Feria ad, featuring spokesperson Beyonce, has been getting some unintended attention in the last couple of days because the company has been accused of digitally lightening the entertainer’s skin and editing her nose to appear pointier. Though L’Oreal denies the accusations, the difference between the ad and the real Beyonce is striking. L’Oreal’s deal with Beyonce in 2006 was part of a growing trend to include black women in ads for beauty products that were traditionally marketed solely to white women. And black women took notice because Beyonce is one of the biggest entertainers of our time. Although she in no way represents a majority of black women, we were excited to see someone that resembled us and to have products, like hair dye, that would work with our hair texture.
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It would be hard to find a more fitting pair than of sex and travel. Here, one adventurer, who has kissed an uncounted number of men who don’t share her zip code, shares her experience combining the two through more than 30 countries.
Long flights aren’t just for, well, flying. While you’re thousands of feet above ground, why not join a certain club? You know exactly what I mean. While I’m not an expert on helping you find that handsome, adventurous someone for your tryst, I can definitely help with the logistics, especially now that planes are feeling more like sardine cans lately (thank you fuel prices). And joining the MHC is really the best way to end any vacation. Keep reading »
When I went to the theater last night to see the second installment of The Sisterhood of the Traveling Pants, I expected the movie to warm my heart and make me wish I was young again, with a close group of attractive friends. I thought it would be cute. I thought it would be cheesy. I did not think that there would be hot guys taking their shirts off. Keep reading »
In that she goes on a trip for work/vacation and only brings one pair of jeans. Above is Katie in a pair of cuffed and pegged baggy blues, on four separate days, in six totally different outfits. Trend alert! [New York City, 7/31/08-8/6/08] Keep reading »