After seeing this video, you might think twice the next time you refer to something in your closet as “fancy.” Because compared to this “fluid dress,” your clothes are not fancy. Not even in the slightest. Behold this creation which pumps black light fluid through tubes in automated patters so that it creates moving patterns or looks like it’s filling up or draining. We suppose the only caveat is that you have to carry around that machine with you, too. Whatever—a girl’s gotta accessorize, right? [Gawker TV
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Smooth move, Camel. You may think you’re being smart by touting Williamsburg, the Brooklyn hipster enclave, on your new cigarette packaging. You think you’re appealing to youngsters who feed on Brooklyn pride and the idea of “authenticity.” But newsflash: hipsters hate being called hipsters and probably aren’t going to associate themselves with products that imply it. In fact, if you want to rope in the 20-something skinny jeans crowd, you should probably make yourself as completely uncool as possible. [Refinery 29] Keep reading »
A couple weeks ago, I told you about the scientifically developed hand test to see if your ancestors were sluts. But what about you? Remember Jeff Foxworthy’s charming “You Might Be A Redneck” series? Well, I’m not a redneck. I’m a hussy. So, while I don’t know much about fixin’ up a truck or mullets (the non-ironic kind), I can help you, my Frisky peeps, figure out if your vag entertains more visitors than a theme park. Girl, you might be a hoochie mama if … Keep reading »
I’m proud to call myself a feminist. I also love jewelry. And while we should be wary of commodifying political movements, I think it’s always valuable to increase feminism’s visibility. If I get to wear a cute necklace in the process, so be it. After the jump, some clothing and accessories that let you wear your feminist feelings on your sleeve–quite literally. [Feminist Fist Necklace, $10, Etsy] Keep reading »
“I was such a goofball [growing up]. I went through puberty in my early 20s. That’s a big part of the problem. I looked … like sort of a very athletic girl up until I was about 21.”
—Ryan Reynolds on how surprised he was to be dubbed People‘s Sexiest Man Alive. Wait, Ryan—that’s not what we remember. We saw you on MTV’s “Fifteen” and thought you were hot then, too. [People] Keep reading »
I was on a date with my boyfriend of six months. But after we purchased popcorn, took our seats, and held hands watching “Dark Knight,” I couldn’t help but think of Luc, my ex, during the film. Something about Heath Ledger’s character reminded me of him—the lip-smacking attitude of too much Xanax. Sometimes I guiltily tried to measure how much I thought about Luc. Was it once a day? Once a week?
Back home with our shoes off and phones switched on, my boyfriend saw that I had a voicemail. It was from my mom. I watched him listen to the message, my heart quickening.
“Luc died,” he said. Keep reading »