We met on Myspace. He emailed me the day after my birthday, introducing himself and complimenting my smile; I was charmed. I also happened to be single, alone and slightly adrift in a foreign country so our correspondence needed no fanning to burst into something heated and volatile. Three weeks later, I was on board a train from London to Manchester, England to meet him. By that point, even if he’d turned out to have a flesh-eating disease or a penchant for hardcore porn, I probably still would have been smitten. Keep reading »
I can remember where I was the first time I heard The Strokes’ debut, Is This It. It was the summer of 2001, and I’d just procured a fake ID in Times Square. I felt hugely relieved when I handed it to the bouncer at a graffiti-covered Lower East Side bar and he didn’t rip it in half. The energy of the album perfectly encapsulated the moment—pure, effervescent, gritty fun undercut with just a dose of disillusionment. I don’t know if The Strokes will ever be able to recapture the magic of that album, but I will give them a chance every time they release a new one. With Angles—their first album in five years—the boys have returned to their original sound. Or at least to the extent you can when you’re older and presumably wiser.
Perhaps Chris Brown
‘s anger management classes aren’t going so well. This morning, the performer and his newly blonde hair were scheduled for an interview and performance on “Good Morning America.” When Robin Roberts asked him about Rihanna
, he said, “It’s not really a big deal to me now. I think I’m past that in my life. Today is the album, so everybody go get that album.” From there, Chris supposedly stormed off the set and starting screaming in his dressing room so loudly that hair and makeup called security.
And it allegedly got way worse. Keep reading »
You like this Herve Leger bathing suit, right? It makes you want to lounge on the beach, take a dip in the pool, but oh, wait! Hold up! This bathing suit, which retails for $1,050, isn’t supposed to get wet! What were we thinking? [Huffington Post] Keep reading »
This season’s cast of “Dancing with the Stars
” had me totally unenthused
, but I watched the premiere last night anyway, because I care about you that much. And I was pleasantly surprised by the standout dancer of the night—Ralph Macchio of “The Karate Kid.” (No, not Jaden Smith. The original “Karate Kid” kid
.) Ralph was so charming and debonair, adopting the air of a Brat Packer as he and his partner Karina Smirnoff did the Foxtrot and earned the night’s high scRalph Macchioore of 24. The hardest part for Ralph? “I have these orangutan arms, I call them, and the first thing Karina said was, ‘When they are done right, they are done fantastic, and when they are not, they will stick out,’” he said. “So I said to myself, every time I hit, I have to just go and reach … and I did it.” Wax on, wax off indeed.
Also, can we talk about how Ralph is 49? Dude is such a baby face. [EW] Keep reading »