Once upon a time, couples got engaged, picked a venue and sent out save-the-date cards. Cards morphed into postcards and magnets, and these days, the trendy way to announce you’re getting hitched (and we’re invited) is a video save-the-date. Usually the videos are set to some sort of Michael Buble song and feature hazy shots of the couple, but recently, I saw a new favorite—it’s a stop-motion video by about-to-be-marrieds Haley Smith and Jason Harmon. Totally sweet! (And rather eco-friendly, too.) So, are you all over the whole video wedding invite phenomenon or do you think it’s too non-traditional? [Design Sponge] Keep reading »
This fall, four schools will participate in an experiment that combines girls-only classes with online teaching. Supposedly, the classes will be tailored specifically to females because, according to Larry Goodman, director of strategic programming at the Laurel School (one of the four participating schools), “There is no one out there who’s thinking with a specifically feminine audience in mind.” So what would a female-geared online course entail? Goodman claims that “[g]irls thrive best in environments where connectivity is valued.” Therefore, the courses will focus on collaborative projects. The creators of the project hope that in future years, girls from all over the world, including those who attend co-ed schools, will be able to participate in the girls-only online teaching experience.
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Come on, Double X, you’re just baiting us: With a headline like “The Appallingly Sexist Origins of Facebook,” we were expecting to be served some juicy dish that made Mark Zuckerberg, the 25-year-old founder of Facebook, look like a pig.
But Double X pulled snippets of purported douchebaggery from The Accidental Billionaires, an exposé about Facebook by Ben Mezrich, and it’s nothing more than admiring short skirts and some bikini-clad girls at frat parties. You know, really awful stuff.
Here’s what Double X called “appallingly sexist” Facebook behavior, after the jump: Keep reading »
I have something in common with Lauren Hutton and writer Peggy Orenstein. I accept the gap between my two front teeth. After three sets of braces when I was younger and years without a retainer, I can still look a dentist and my reflection in the eye and say, “I like my smile the way it is.” It’s a trademark passed down to me by my mother.
But while I’m able to embrace my gap, a couple of scars, and other “flaws,” I’m still unable to come to terms with the cruel joke DNA has played on me. You see, I’ve always wanted boobs and figured I had a pretty good chance of getting them because ample bosoms run on both sides of my family. Keep reading »
Does seeing a used condom wrapper instantly make you want to hop in the sack? Well, Durex thinks so. In a new commercial for their rubbers, the company encourages people of all ages and sexual orientations to bump it out. One couple starts the trouble when their Durex condom wrapper flies out the window and flutters around town to a catchy tune, sexing up whomever it touches. A teen couple stops “studying” when they see the wrapper (like they really were anyway), gramps and granny skip tea time to get their kettles boiling, two male cops realize their “man-in-uniform” fantasies, and a woman closes the shutters to heat up a cocktail party … much like rich British people do on weekends. In fact, this commercial would be a great visual in British sex ed classes. Watch and get inspired. [Gawker] Keep reading »
Jon Gosselin really knows how to play the field. First we thought he was a dating a 23-year-old schoolteacher who would be appearing on the TLC show. Then he was trotting off to France with Kate’s plastic surgeon’s daughter. Now the NY Daily News is reporting that the father-of-eight arrived and left a dinner party with a Star Magazine reporter. Jon sure is making the rounds, but we’re not so impressed with his choices. Here’s who we wish he’d go after. Keep reading »
Don’t know much about history, don’t know much biology … but when it comes to arithmetic, we’re pros. Especially when math is fashion-related, like at Fashematics.com, a hilarious blog that decodes a style’s sum of its parts by adding up different influences to speculate on how a designer arrived at his inspiration. OK, so the posts aren’t that complex and analytical, but rather, well, here’s an example: How did Alexander McQueen come up with that infamous puffy coat/bubble-headed runway look? One dash of tribal art, plus a pinch of BMX biker. And Miu Miu’s to-die-for fall ’09 orange print dress? One half tire track, one half snake. Some of the observations, however, are spot-on, like the take on Francesco Scognamiglio’s blue blouse, which actually does look like a combination of orchids and Italian cake. In the mix you’ll also find some equally funny, but non-runway related equations: Cupcake + steak = McDonald’s Cheeseburger Deluxe, or photocopy machine + Mr. Burns of The Simpsons + a skeleton = W Magazine.
If only being on the math team had been this fun in high school. [Fashematics.com] Keep reading »
On last night’s episode of “True Blood,” Lafayette returned to the grill at Merlotte’s, Sam and Daphne bonded over being shapeshifters (though we still don’t anything about its connection to her big scar), and Mary Ann moved into Tara and Sookie’s house because that big ol’ mansion she was living in? Not hers. Meanwhile, in Dallas, we found out why Eric is so concerned about finding Godrick — it turns out, Godrick is his maker! Also, Godrick is totally the world’s first twink. Sookie decided she’d have to infiltrate the Fellowship Of The Sun to find out if they’ve got Godrick, but little does she know that Jason is one of them now. In fact, Jason is in so deep, he got a handy from Sarah, the preacher’s wife, in the bathtub as a reward for being such a devoted soldier of God! Clip above. Keep reading »
A few months ago, I accidentally shoved my foot in my mouth on a listserv I participate in. I got a bunch of irritated emails and issued numerous apologies. What did I do? I addressed the women as “ladies.”
Some women hate to be called “ladies,” I came to find out. It’s an outdated word, they said, which brings to mind white gloves, tea sandwiches, and balancing a book atop one’s head for good posture. (Betty Draper on Mad Men, for example.) The directive to “be a lady” or “act like a lady” usually encourages women or girls to become more like a retro gender construct—polite, smiling, quiet, compliant, modest, presentable—and they want nothing to do with it. I just assumed that because the word was so outdated, it meant nothing—and I was wrong.
So now I’m wondering, of course, about a lady’s counterpart. If “being a lady” has a stigma attached to it, does “being a gentleman” have a stigma, too? And what does “being a gentleman” even mean these days, anyway? Keep reading »