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Today is Earth Day, and nobody likes making themselves feel more self-important by speaking out about the environment than celebs! While Leo DiCaprio, Paul McCartney, and Orlando Bloom have been playing Captain Planet, some famous femmes are proving they are wastin’ more than just space on this planet. So, we’re making a stink about the gas emissions and other offenses of the globe’s biggest gluttons.
Big ups for Earth Day! On Monday, we gave you the skinny on Freegans, and yesterday we profiled Locavores. Today, we’re loving on the Righteous Recycler. You know, that friend who picks your Diet Coke can out of the trash and keeps it until you pass a recycling bin, unplugs all electronics, and composts foodthings in her kitchen. Keep reading »
Faith Hill posed as three iconic blonds for the May issue of Redbook cover, proving that blonds can be as unique as every highlighted strand on their heads. Although she also posed as Brigitte Bardot and Grace Kelly, her transformation into Twiggy was the most striking. Here’s what Faith said about becoming the mod fashion icon.
It was hard for me to look at myself as Twiggy. I think she was in her late teens when the original photo was taken. And there is a very big difference between a teenager and a 41-year-old! [Laughing] And I’m not talking about the lines on the eyes of a 41-year-old versus a teenager; I’m talking about the wisdom that comes as you get older. You can see through to the soul with the eyes, and with Twiggy, I felt she had such an innocence. When I first looked at myself in the mirror, I saw a maturity and wisdom that Twiggy had not yet experienced. Her version was beautiful and flawless, but for me, as a woman who’s come into her own a little more comfortably, it’s just a different kind of beauty.
This week on the “Real Housewives of New York City,” the BBC interviewed our very own Jill Zarin about the state of the economy. It seemed like a set up, like having the Countess talk to inner city kids about self esteem. After Jill asked the BBC folks how she looked (during a radio interview), she went on to give spending advice. Here are some of her gems, some from last night and some from other episodes. Keep reading »
It’s raining again, New York City. Didn’t someone call the rain gods and tell them Beyonce was coming?! [New York City, 4/22/09] Keep reading »
The first biography of Helen Gurley Brown, who was Cosmopolitan‘s editor-in-chief for three decades, hits stores today, and we’ll be snapping up a copy after work. Written by Jennifer Scanlon, a professor of gender and women’s studies at Bowdoin College, Bad Girls Go Everywhere looks at Helen’s life from her start in an Arkansas town in the Ozarks to her rise from secretary to advertising copywriter to editor-in-chief. Scanlon compares Brown to feminist figures like Betty Friedan. Brown believed sex was a “powerful weapon” for single women and changed the Cosmo format so it addressed real women’s lives — sex and all. (However, she omitted certain realities from the magazine, including children and AIDS.) While Brown cared about looking put-together and slept with her bosses, she didn’t let those things replace any of her substance. To her, hard work was always the most important thing in getting what you wanted — making the most of your features and getting your dream job. Keep reading »
Scientists say cherries possess anti-inflammatory properties that have the potential to end arthritis pain. Plus, a study says cherries may be more powerful at fighting pain than aspirin. We don’t have any specific pains that need healing right now (except for a heartache, but that’s a different story). However, we love cherries so much we’d wear ‘em, smell ‘em, and taste ‘em. Heck, we’d even marry ‘em, if it was legal. Click through for some of the best cherry-related products.
You just woke up. There are your four-inch heels. There’s the glittery halter top you wore last night. There’s that cute guy. There’s your eye makeup smudged all over his pillow. And there’s his mirror.
Oh, no. Oh, no, oh no, oh no.
Enter the Walk of Shame Kit: a clean pair of lacy panties, sunglasses, a hair tie, a hairbrush, a hand-held mirror and a pen (with which to leave your number!). The goodies are tucked into a tiny clutch that fits easily inside your purse. Salvation for us girls for whom popping a breath mint and running fingers through our bedhead constitute morning-after-grooming. You’re on your own figuring out where you put your car keys, though. [$24.99, The Walk Of Shame Kit] Keep reading »
It was only a matter of time before people started trying to make money off of “Gossip Girl.” A New York City company that hosts “Sex and the City” bus tours has added a “Gossip Girl” outing to its offerings. For $40, you can visit the Palace Hotel, see the mansion where Lily and Bart got married, shop at Bendel’s, and get “spotted by that most ubiquitous blogger.” A complete list of locations isn’t included, but it doesn’t look like the tour visits Rufus’s Williamsburg gallery or Vanessa’s coffee shop. Just like on the show, Brooklyn gets marginalized. How authentic! [via Cityfile] Keep reading »
If there’s one thing I’ve learned writing these columns, it’s that you ladies have penis on the brain. Which is why I’m going to admit that my penis is so huge, so gargantuan, that when I get excited, I barely have enough skin with which to whistle. Seriously. It’s like three grapefruits in a gym sock. Trash bags are my preferred prophylactic. I ain’t bragging or nothin’.
Does size really matter? How do you know your vagina isn’t all floppy? I knew a dude once who described sleeping with a woman as “driving a hatchback through the Lincoln Tunnel.” I am convinced y’all make so much of a fuss about size as a passive-aggressive way to get back at dudes who you perceive as judging you solely by your boobs, waist, and butt. But when it comes to sex, good sex, bite-mark-on-the-shoulder sex, we are the sum of our physical, and emotional, parts. Otherwise, you’re not having sex. You’re just slapping bits. Keep reading »