Paris Hilton Documentary Doesn’t Reveal Much

Paris Hilton is so misunderstood that she’s decided to let the world see the real woman behind the image in “Paris, Not France,” a documentary that debuted last year at the Toronto International Film Festival. The film, according to the Los Angeles Times, was supposed to go along with the 2006 release of “Paris,” her self-titled debut album. And director Adria Petty’s film is already out-of-date. It gives no mention of Paris’s stint in jail in 2007 and features the Paris that was always trying to upstage her last moment with stunts like riding a motorcycle on the red carpet. Comparatively, the Paris of today is much more low-key. But I bet she still believes she’s a victim of Barbie comparisons and doesn’t for a second think that she had a hand in perpetuating that persona. Keep reading »

Love Is Just A Combination Of Chemicals In Our Brains

Love seems elusive. Sure, we’ve loved and been in love, but we’ve never known exactly why or how it happens, or if we love one person differently than another. But that could soon change. Writer A.J. Jacobs underwent an MRI while looking at photos of his wife and Angelina Jolie so scientists could study his brain activity. They believe love is the result of a “chemical cocktail,” as Jacobs calls it, based on a person’s sex drive, and feelings of attachment.

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For Jezebel, Sexism In Advertising Is OK — As Long As They’re The Ones Running The Ads

Historically, if that’s a word that can be used in relationship to blogging, Gawker Media ladyblog Jezebel has dedicated much its blog’s space to pointing out sexism in advertising — or what they deem “badvertising.” So, if the Jezebels are the self-proclaimed policewomen of what they perceive to be rampant advertising industry misogyny, what’s up with today’s ad campaign? Brought to you by the makers of Belvedere booze, the ads blanket the site from sidebar to marquee to mid-page. What’s the campaign’s theme? Masturbation! Or a liquor-and-sex-laden play on “maceration,” anyway. The copy: “maceration should never be rushed,” “maceration is all about technique,” “maceration is perfectly natural.” The ads feature a rotating red raspberry that’s decidedly clitoral paired with a throbbing “touch” message. The mid-page version features a woman — only her head is cut off, so you can’t see much of her but, well, her tits. The funny thing about Jezebel’s take on ads is that you can never quite tell what they’re going to declare misogynist. So far as I can tell, pretty much anything a) sexual and b) targeting women is TOTALLY MISOGYNIST and COMPLETELY SEXIST. Not quite sure how that works, but I guess it’s different when they’re taking the advertiser’s money. Then, bring on the decapitated women and rotating clitoris, by all means. After the jump, check out the decapitated lady paired with a post pointing to purportedly sexist marketing. Keep reading »

Crave: Gap T-Shirt Dress

You only need a few of these vibrant T-shirt dresses and your summer wardrobe is set. Even if you only get one, you’ll definitely get your money’s worth. You can sex it up with a stylish belt and killer heels. Or go the comfy route with thong sandals and your favorite jewelry. Plus, this dress makes an excellent swimsuit cover-up. The only problem is choosing the color(s) you want. [$27.99, Gap] Keep reading »

Quick Pic: Take A Load Off, Paul Rudd

And you can put the load on me! [Simcha! -- Editor] Frisky girls make passes at boys who wear glasses. And Paul Rudd, we really do love you, man. [LAX, Los Angeles, 5/18/09] Keep reading »

All The Bachelorette’s (White) Men

“The Bachelorette” debuts tonight, and I’ll be liveblogging all the action. In anticipation, I checked out the 30 guys who will be vying for Jillian Harris’ heart (nearly half will be sent home by the end of tonight’s episode). While the jury is out on their personalities, I’m not so psyched on the incredible sameness of the guys ABC picked. I realize not nearly as many men must apply to be on “The Bachelorette” as the number of women who apply to be on “The Bachelor,” but surely there could have been some diversity? All the guys are between 25 and 35 (seriously, 25?), sport polo shirts, and have manly jobs like “pilot,” “pizza entrepreneur,” and “lifeguard.” Based on the information, I went with my gut and guessed who would be my five favorites this season. Check their stats out after the jump … Keep reading »

Iman Says Michelle Obama Is No Great Beauty—Insult Or Truth?

Legendary model Iman must have been feeling spicy during her interview with Parade. When asked her thoughts on Michelle Obama, Iman responded:

“Mrs. Obama is not a great beauty, but she is so interesting-looking and so bright. That will always take you farther.” She didn’t stop there. “When you’re a great beauty, it’s always downhill for you. If you’re someone like Mrs. Obama, you just get better with age.”

So far, all’s quiet on the White House front with no response from a spokesperson or Michelle Obama. [United Press International]

We know Michelle is insanely stylish. Even though she’s not a supermodel, she’s probably the most attractive first lady we’ve had since Jackie O.—who was rather “interesting-looking” herself.

What do you think? Was Iman’s comment a tastefully-made point or a tacky remark? Let us know in the comments section. Keep reading »

Are There No Mature Men In Our Age Bracket?

In a Times interview with Chloë Sevigny, the 34-year-old actress dished about her love life. While she’s dated musicians in the past, she said she wants to have kids before she’s 40, and the guys her age and in her social circles aren’t cutting it:

“I don’t know where to find a successful guy. Maybe branching out into different circles? Art parties? The boys from my generation are less driven than the women. I meet great women all the time. We all go out and say, “There are so many beautiful varieties of women here. Where are the men that deserve them?”

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Remembering Our First Crushes

I love this quirky animated video, directed by Julia Pott and constructed from interviews with friends about first crushes, which, of course, got me thinking about some of my own first encounters with (usually unrequited) love. In first grade, there was Steven, whose name I used to write with my finger on fogged-up windows and mirrors, always enclosing it inside a heart. He was in love with Jennifer, who had the most enviable, super-long, silky hair. I tried to grow mine like hers, but my mother had it cut in a bob right before summer break, when I got glasses and my big, buck front teeth grew in. I think it was years before anyone had a crush on me. Keep reading »

Dating Amelia: Kissing, Control Issues, & The Sneakerhead

Last week I had a new OK Cupid date, this time with someone who fit my type. You see, I have a type that I wish were my type: guys in plaid, guys who are sensitive, guys who look like they’d be friends with Ryan Gosling, guys who are over 5’9″. And then I have my real type: the guy who I’m inexplicably drawn to and drawn to me, too. This type of guy is dark-haired, under 5’9″, and extremely confident.

This latest guy (let’s call him the Sneakerhead) fit my type to a T, but he had some bonus features: a cool sneaker collection (you can tell a lot about a guy by his shoes), a good tan (a product of his half-Argentinian ancestry), he was a hip-hop fan, and he wears glasses. Oh, and he has a tattoo. And he doesn’t have a doughboy body. He’s my real type, plus perfection. Keep reading »

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