Photos of the spring 2011 shoe collection from Beyonce’s House of Dereon have hit the web. And I’m completely underwhelmed because all these styles look really familiar. Similar incarnations of that gladiator sandal, for instance, made their debut two summers ago and were extremely popular this past summer. And the black and white sandal and the white studded sandal look like shoes anyone could buy from Target or Payless. There isn’t anything wrong with shopping at Target and Payless, mind you, but isn’t Beyonce trying to establish House of Dereon as a brand ahead of the curve? That is the goal of most designers, isn’t it — to start the trends, not copy them? So, you know my opinion now, but would you wear shoes from the House of Dereon spring collection? [Essence] Keep reading »
Take a bow, Rowan Somerville, you’ve written some spectacularly unsexy sex stuff. At least according to the Literary Review, which doles out an annual award to the worst sex writing in fiction. Somerville beat out authors Jonathan Franzen, Craig Raine, Adam Moss and a slew of others for his unappealing descriptions of sex in the novel The Shape of Her. The winning (losing) selection of prose? Somerville compared a sex act to “a lepidopterist mounting a tough-skinned insect.” Ouch. The Bad Sex in Fiction Award was founded in 1993, and highlights “the crude, tasteless, and often perfunctory use of redundant passages of sexual description in contemporary novels.” Previous Bad Sex winners include Tom Wolfe, Norman Mailer, and John Updike. [Yahoo] Keep reading »
“They couldn’t stand him. They just couldn’t stand him. I think it was Michael Eisner, the head of Disney at the time, who was quoted as saying, ‘He’s ruining the movie.’ Upper-echelon Disney-ites, going, What’s wrong with him? Is he, you know, like some kind of weird simpleton? Is he drunk? By the way, is he gay?… And so I actually told this woman who was the Disney-ite… ‘But didn’t you know that all my characters are gay?’ Which really made her nervous.”
— Johnny Depp talks to Vanity Fair about Disney’s reaction to his interpretation of Captain Jack Sparrow in “Pirates of the Caribbean.” [via Vanity Fair] Keep reading »
You can blame Michelle Obama for this one. Thanks, Mobama, for making America so obsessed with your sculpted guns. Of course, most of us are too lazy to work out hardcore enough to actually attain Mobama-worthy results. So now there are shaping devices for your arms to fake having toned limbs. In the bizarro mixed-up world of the Home Shopping Network, you may come across these: Ch’Arms, the Spanx-like body shapers for your arms. Keep reading »
For most of my 15-year dating career, I went for Fledglings, Makeshift Men, pre-release beta tests of the fully formed adult male. Like Rusty, the dread-locked guitarist with groupies to spare whom I followed to various smoky, sticky-floored venues in college, hoping he’d recognize me from anthropology class. Guys whose giant charisma, outsider cool or longer-than-purely-business hair stoked my sense of adventure and ate my own — often annoying — level of maturity for breakfast.
I was drawn to men who were nothing like the soft-spoken, principled and straight-laced person who had been the dominant male presence in my life so far: my retired CPA father. Keep reading »