Oh damn, Levi Johnston, Bristol Palin’s ex and baby daddy, is on The Tyra Show right now and he and his family are spillin’ the beans! TyTy, of course, wants to assure everyone that this is a legitimate interview — that Levi and his family are not being paid to appear. Duh, you know they picked Tyra to talk to over Oprah or Barbara Walters because Levi’s sister is probably a big fan. Above, Levi says he’s pretty sure that Sarah Palin knew he and Bristol were gettin’ it on, then assures Tyra that he and Bristol were having safe sex. Well, most of the time. Is it weird that I am oddly attracted to the cute dummy? Another clip, after the jump… Keep reading »
A German woman has divorced her husband because she was pissed he’s always
drunk mean cheating cleaning. Um, we’re moving to Germany? Keep reading »
Mrs. Thelma “Mama” Crowley Harper may have gotten all the laughs on “Mama’s Family,” but her daughter-in-law Naomi Oates Harper (played by Dorothy Lyman) had all the style.
Seriously, would you? The porkophiles behind Bacon Salt, Baconnaise and Bacon Lip Balm have just come out with another squealingly interesting product — bacon-flavored lube. I love bacon as much as the best person, but no. Just no. [via Geekologie] Keep reading »
There are your garden variety guilty pleasures — like reality TV shows, Doritos, and the other ones listed in our poll last week — that most women have no trouble copping to, and then there are really guilty pleasures — things that feel so satisfying, we overlook their gross factor or lack social acceptance. After the jump, the top twelve guiltiest of all pleasures. Keep reading »
Who doesn’t love a good pocket? It’s especially satisfying to find them in unexpected places like on the pointed corner of this summery Urban Outfitters tank top. A racerback and asymmetrical hem add to the edginess of this shirt, which would go great with some black skinny jeans, alone as a beach cover-up, or a dress for those with pockets full of confidence. [$38, Urban Outfitters] Keep reading »
Country music is all about glamour and glitz, and Julianne Hough, who won top new artist and top new female vocalist, brought it in a Zuhair Murad gown.
Love your glasses! But seriously, you need to gain some weight back. I’m all for gettin’ heart healthy, cutting back on the trans-fats and the beer intake, but you’ve taken it too far. How do I know? Because with all the poundage, you’ve lost your ability to be funny. Your “Saturday Night Live” hosting gig this weekend was terrible and we can only blame the writers so much. Your delivery was awful! I mean, who’s ever heard of a funny guy who isn’t funny? I’m not sure why you lost your giggle-inducing talent along with the weight, but if you want to save your career, you’ll start chowing down on the McGangBangs FAST. Also, be careful with the roles you choose. Your cameo in “Superbad” was genius — your starring role in the upcoming “Observe and Report” is cause for concern. Not everyone’s terrible choices go the way of Jimmy Fallon, who somehow managed to score a late-night hosting gig despite “Taxi” and “Fever Pitch.” Oh and seriously, even if you hadn’t sucked on “SNL” this weekend, I still would be suggesting you trim back on the trimming back — you were cuter with a lil’ meat on your bones.
P.S. A clip of your “SNL” monologue is after the jump, for those who were lucky enough to miss it the first time. Keep reading »
Hey, remember how we told you about that orgasmic meditation center in San Francisco called OneTaste, where practitioners gave each other orgasms in between breakfast and yoga? The New York Times merely profiled the ambiance and mission of the San Francisco chapter, but The New York Post attempted to one up them by sending writer Justin Rocket Silverman to try it out with a lady friend (named “Layla”). Oh, and then share the details of his finger banging lesson with all of us, which he does with gusto and a laundry list of creative words for vagina. Fun! After the jump, a breakdown of exactly what goes on during an orgasmic medication, or OMing, session. Keep reading »
April is STD Awareness Month, and we asked you to share your STD-related stories so we could learn from
your each other’s mistakes. If you have a tale involving sores, Valtrex, or a judgy gynecologist, send an email to firstname.lastname@example.org. We will keep your identity anonymous.
I would like to take this opportunity to represent people with an STD that obtained it even before their first kiss. As a baby, I played with other little girls that lived in my apartment complex. They had contracted herpes from their mother, and after slobbering all over the same toys, I also contracted the virus. I have always informed my partners of the risk and always taken every precaution not to spread it. A few years ago, when I was still with my first boyfriend (we had lost our virginities to each other), I got an outbreak of genital herpes. I found out that though we thought we were safe because he never showed any symptoms of contracting it, he was a carrier and had inadvertently given it to my nether regions. The moral of the story is to never judge someone because of an illness they have — all they deserve is your empathy. Keep reading »