“I am an Aquarius (born Feb. 13th 1982) and my boyfriend is a Taurus (April 21st 1972). We’ve been together a few months and I have feelings for him, but his behavior confuses me. At first, he was all flowers and calling for no reason, but now he hardly ever calls. When we do meet it’s wonderful and he’s so loving! He sometimes talks about wanting to travel or buy a house, then casually asks me if I’d join him; but at the same time, he hasn’t planned our next rendez-vous himself for a while now. I feel rejected and neglected when he acts this way, but I’m afraid of scaring him off and being too needy if I say anything. So, I’m wondering if we went too fast at first, if he’s losing interest and is afraid to tell me, or if he’s maybe just trying to back off and see if I’m ‘the one’ or what?? So confused!” – Aquarius Lady Keep reading »
I know it’s hard to focus on anything but the sparkly stuff, but the man behind Kate is actually “Little Britain’s” David Williams. (Who knew that dude was a ladies’ man?) He took the model out last night for a sushi dinner and dancing, and we bet he had no problems getting her out of this f#&%-me spacesuit! Glam, bam, thank you, ma’am. [London, 4/22/09] Keep reading »
Who can forgot Amanda Overmyer from season 7? Hello, Bride of Frankenstein.
Snuggies — those odd fleece blankets with sleeves — have become so popular pub crawls are now devoted to them (thematically, anyway). But what happens when a person becomes so obsessed, it starts affecting her relationship? Watch the clip above to find out. Keep reading »
Most of us have had to work retail at some point. We were desperate for extra cash, we wanted a store discount, or we needed a job. But after dealing with annoying customers and folding and re-folding clothes until your hands hurt, most of us vowed never to be a sales associate again — at least, I did. So, I can’t for the life of me figure out why TV producers think we would want to watch people working at a boutique. Keep reading »
About two years ago, I went through a holistic kick in which I got really into yoga (these days I go to yoga, like, once a week), meditation, and eating copious amounts of brown rice and drinking smoothies. I picked up Skinny Bitch by Rory Freedman and Kim Barnouin and forced myself to read it in its entirety. Skinny Bitch‘s message confused me. It was hardcore veganism swathed in vain wrapping, a dangerous combination which can give people with body image issues the perfect “morality” excuse for having and hiding an eating disorder. The Skinny Bitch diet doesn’t consist of much — no meat, no dairy, no sugar, no caffeine, no alcohol. It angered me that the message was being targeted at women — and that the authors felt like the only way to get their pro-vegan message across was to tempt them with promises of beautiful skinniness.
Now, the bitches are back, and they’re going after men. Freedman and Barnouin’s latest book is Skinny Bastard, and it repurposes all their Skinny Bitch advice for “real men who want to stop being fat and get buff.” Honestly, if I saw Skinny Bastard sitting on a dude’s bookshelf, I would hightail it out of his apartment before he could even suggest going to a raw food restaurant for dinner and doing wheatgrass shots. [NY Times] Keep reading »
Another reason you bra-less babes should wear a brassiere … Super-supportive underwear saved the life of a 57-year-old woman in Detroit when it deflected a bullet. A group of men broke into her neighbor’s house, and when she spotted them, one of the men fired a gun at her. Little did he know, she was wearing a formidable underwire bra! Cops said her brassiere “slowed the bullet down,” and even though she was injured, she didn’t die. And all my push-up bra has ever done for me is gotten me leered at. (While “life-saved-by-underwire-bra” is a great story, it’s not as great as the woman whose hair weave took a bullet for her. Now that’s loyalty.) [Reuters] Keep reading »
Lindsay Lohan went on “The Ellen Degeneres Show” yesterday and dished the dirt on what went down with Samantha Ronson. Supposedly, they’re still besties, but she was caught off guard by their breakup. Keep reading »
I’m not sure what’s going on with this outfit, but snaps to Lady Gaga for her fashion bravery. [Paris, 4/23/09] Keep reading »
A blogger for the Guardian recently wrote about her experience at the gynecologist, admitting it was her first time getting a pelvic exam in ten years (she was inspired to go after the recent death of reality star Jane Goody, from cervical cancer), and that it would most likely be her last. The problem, she said, is that her doctor wasn’t very “encouraging,” something she thinks all physicians should be, especially with patients who suffer from mental health problems, learning disabilities, and/or a history of sexual abuse. She found it difficult to relax during her exam, but instead of asking her physician for relaxation techniques or getting recommendations for a different physician altogether, this woman is swearing off pelvic exams for the rest of her life — because potentially dying is a better fate than a few minutes of discomfort. Ladies! Don’t be like this woman! Don’t let a little fear stand between you and your health. If you aren’t getting a yearly pelvic exam because you’re afraid or embarrassed, keep in mind that you’re already suffering through plenty of things that are far worse than lying naked in a pair of stirrups for five minutes. After the jump, 15 things that are worse than going to the gynecologist. Keep reading »