When actor Jeremy London—Griffin on “Party of Five,” not his twin brother Jason who played Randall in “Dazed and Confused”—claimed over the summer that he had been kidnapped for five hours and “forced to smoke dope,” we thought it seemed kind of suspect. Especially when Jeremy, who has had addiction issues in the past, claimed that his kidnappers said, “Hit this! Hit this or I’m gonna kill you!” But it looks like Jeremy might have been telling the truth. Brandon Adams has plead guilty to charges of false imprisonment and unlawfully taking London’s car. Which sounds a little different to me than saying, “I kidnapped this guy and made him do drugs,” but shows that there was a lot of truth to Jeremy’s story. Keep reading »
Texas, you are rivaling South Dakota in anti-abortion suckitude: the state’s House of Representatives approved anti-abortion legislation that many would call downright cruel. A woman who is a victim of rape or incest, or one whose much-desired fetus has dangerous fetal abnormalities, would be required to get an ultrasound and listen to a description of the fetus and then wait 24 hours before an abortion. But don’t worry, ladies. These kind politicians agreed that you can look away or put on headphones during this rigamarole so you don’t have to hear a fetal heartbeat. A doctor who doesn’t perform a sonogram before giving a woman an abortion could lose his or her license.
Disgusting. Keep reading »
Last night, while watching “The Bachelor: The Women Tell All,” I found myself getting more than a little choked up watching Ashley Spivey’s one-on-one interview with Chris Harrison. Her hands folded delicately in her lap, she talked about how Brad Womack‘s rejection feels like a pattern she’s been stuck in for years. On that first night, Brad had given her the first impression rose. For maybe two weeks, he adored her. And then, he sent her home. “I’m in disbelief right now,” Ashley said in the backseat of the limo. “They always say the exact same thing, ‘You’re going to make such a great wife, just not for me.’” Elvis crooned “Are You Lonesome Tonight” in the background.
I looked across my living room at a bouquet of flowers that The Young One bought me for no particular reason, and noted that my dog was curled up on a t-shirt he left here over the weekend. The Young One and I are approaching the two-month mark and things remain so awesome between us. But man, oh man, do I remember feeling the way Ashley does. Keep reading »
real and they’re being interviewed on “20/20″! Hannah Fraser and Linden Wolbert seem to have achieved my childhood dream of becoming professional mermaids. Yes, they get paid to undulate. Keep reading »
Hey, sluts need to eat, too. Get yourself, or the slut in your life, some “Soup for Sluts” ramen. Made with actual low-grade ramen noodles! [Neatorama] Keep reading »
I just got a new job, and it allows me to work from home. Great, right? But I’m worried that my style is going to devolve into sweatpants and mu-mus. Can you help me find some work-from-home appropriate pieces that will get me motivated? –Jenny
Since all of us Frisky ladies are in a similar work-from-home boat, I can sympathize with your plight. While some are more comfy and productive in sweats (hey, don’t knock it ’til you try it), others work way better dressing like they’re heading to an office for the day. Personally, I fall into the latter category. Everyday, I dress up — not in a suit or anything — but in something work appropriate, so that I can get in the work mindset. And also, in case there’s a fire in my building or some kind of emergency (like, say, someone spots Joseph Gordon-Levitt hanging out in the neighborhood) that forces me out of my apartment, I’m ready to go. My biggest work outfit productivity trick? I wear shoes in the house. Putting shoes on seems to really get me in the game. After the jump, a cute and comfortable option for you. Keep reading »