OK, so these images of Jane Lynch aren’t going to incite the same uproar as the Terry Richardson images of Gleeks Lea Michele and Dianna Agron in the November GQ. But still, we like that they took Sue Sylvester out of the track suit and gave her a glam moment. Oh, and surrounded her with scantily clad dudes. [People]
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Will I ever get sick of celeb-reality TV shows? I’m doubting it, because I am kind of fascinated by the concept for this new show, “The Same Name,” which CBS has just ordered a pilot for. The show will take normal folks who share their name with a celebrity, and have them switch places with their famous doppelganger as the cameras roll. Here’s hoping they can find a Kim Kardashian who’s a Sunday school teacher in a small town. Or at least a Heidi Montag who’s a garbage woman. [NYMag.com] Keep reading »
I stiffen as I enter the party, taking it all in. Moms (not MILFS) mill around in pastel lingerie. Nude men pass by, penises bobbing beneath their beer bellies. A DJ to my left plays Kid Rock’s “Cowboy.”
On the spiral staircase, someone’s legs spread in the air and a man stands, humping between them in time to Kid Rock’s backup singers. “Ridin’ at night ’cause I sleep all day. I can smell a pig from a mile away.”
I’m here undercover, reporting on the city’s first all bisexual swinger club. I’ve brought my husband and until now it was unclear if that meant I “owe him one” or he “owes me.” But as we’re whisked away for the tour, I mouth an apologetic “thank you” in his direction. Keep reading »
The holidays are fast-approaching, and that means it’s time for you to get out of town. The Sak Artist Circle Convertible Weekender will hold enough clothes and toiletries for a quick getaway, and the soothing prints, created by artists who share the Sak’s philosophy of spreading peace and harmony, will hopefully calm you when dealing with annoying relatives. You won’t be able to carry this weekender to the dining table, but looking at it will remind you that you do get to go back to your place eventually.
Looking for sex online? It’ll cost you. Last week the domain Sex.com was purchased for $13 million dollars — and is now the most expensive web address on the internet. The domain’s previous owner, Escom, was forced to sell after the company declared bankruptcy. The domain was first registered in 1994, by Gary Kremen, the founder of Match.com. A year later, convicted fraudster Stephen Cohen wrestled away Sex.com by claiming Kremen sold him the property. In 2004, Kremen took Cohen to court and won back the domain, which he then sold to Escom. Most recently, the domain was purchased by Clover Holdings, LLC. But apparently the price of sex has gone down in recent years: Escom purchased Sex.com for $14 million just four years ago. [CNET] Keep reading »