Zergnet: Simply Irresistible
Italian fashion label Patrizia Pepe wanted to draw attention to the designer herself, so they created this “Who is Patrizia?” ad campaign. Only problem is … we now think Patrizia is some alien shape-shifter who can transform her face into any nearby object, whether it’s a French horn, a dog, a boom box, or a rubber duck. Is it just us or are these ads mega creepy? Check after the jump for more images. [Trend Land] Keep reading »
Newsflash! Conan O’Brien has announced the name of his new show, which will be debuting on TBS on November 8th. Apparently, he did not take our suggestion of “Coco’s Fun Hour.” Instead, he went for the very simple “Conan.” However, he told New York magazine that this was not his first choice. “I wanted one word that captured my essence, and ‘Oprah‘ was already taken,” he explained. [NYMag.com] Keep reading »
I bounded down the stairs to show my mom my new frilly red dress.
“Oh Kimmi! You look so pretty! That is such a pretty red dress!”
I stopped mid-twirl, put my hands on my four-year-old hips, and looked at her accusingly. “You don’t like my blue dress?” I asked.
Flash-forward 30 years, and that easily hurt, overly dramatic little girl has become an easily hurt, overly dramatic woman. I’m not sure why, but I have always jumped to conclusions and distorted the truth, turning compliments into insults and finding ways to feel slighted in any kind of situation or exchange. Keep reading »
I would like to coin the term PDI—public display of indifference. That’s what Natalie Portman and dancer boyfriend Benjamin Millepied, in the white shirt, were doing at the photo call for “Black Swan.” Instead of being photographed as a couple, director Darren Aronofsky stood in between them and slipped his hand around NatPort’s waist. Side note: Benjamin is a fox. [Venice, 9/01/10] Keep reading »
“I had a nightmare that I slept without my nose tape on thank God it wasn’t true!”
—Heidi Montag shares the uber-disturbing dream she had last night. Heidi, this does seem like an appropriate thing to thank God for. I mean, we wouldn’t your nose to “fall off like Michael Jackson’s,” as you once delicately put it. [Huffington Post] Keep reading »