Is your cheese aggressive and talented? Does your cheese occasionally hang out with Venezuelan president Hugo Chávez? Does you cheese have a sordid past with Madonna and an aversion to paparazzi? Then you’re probably eating “Parmasean Penn.” Penn is just one of several rather disturbing but incredibly accurate “Cheese People” found on the new Cheese People site, including Condocheeza Rice and Pepper Jack White. [Cheese People] Keep reading »
I don’t want to enrage anyone who hasn’t seen last night’s “Project Runway” finale, in which the winner was named, so click after the jump for MAJOR OMG SPOILERS. Keep reading »
“I was crushed. I was really looking forward to it—but [Katy] understood, thank god. [My] album is coming out in two weeks, and I had to be available for a lot of approvals. We couldn’t get any phone service or internet service out there … It would have been a little bit irresponsible [for me to go].”
—Rihanna may have thrown Katy Perry‘s bachelorette party, but she wasn’t at her over-the-top wedding to Russell Brand in India last weekend. Was it really cell phone service that kept her away? After her diss the other week, feels like these two may have gone from besties to frenemies. [People] Keep reading »
I always thought “settling down” was a euphemism. It meant nesting and discovering the pleasures of Saturday nights on the couch, cuddling in sweatpants. And it does mean that a little bit. But in my case, “settling down” has meant literally calming down. The parts of me that were more spontaneous and manic, quick to respond and engage and react, relaxed. I saw how my boyfriend Mark carried himself differently than I did and I thought he carried himself well. My first thoughts were always to fight and engage. But when it came to action, I didn’t feel like I needed to do that anymore. I learned to hold my tongue.
But there’s one thing I haven’t learned to do, as settled down as I am. I still want to flirt. Keep reading »
What’s better than a postcard? A postcard that can hold coffee! This pretty mug comes complete with an old-fashioned postmark, a place to write a personalized greeting, and a special pen with ink that becomes permanent after a quick trip to the oven. Even better, these postal-themed mugs didn’t travel far: They’re handmade in the U.S.
Take that, Katy Perry and your whipped-cream-spewing/fireworks-exploding boobs. Two can play this game! Ke$ha, the greatest artist of our generation, has tapped into the “Jersey Shore” spirit with her new song, “Sleazy.” It’s the cliché “Your Money Doesn’t Impress Me, Dude,” girl power-ish tune that every female singer or singing group does. But because this is Ke$ha we’re talking about, the hook is “get sleazy … get sleazy … get sleazy.” I’m going to go bop my head to this ditty and fret about what it means for society if “Jersey Shore” is seed for the zeitgeist. [YouTube] Keep reading »