David Beckham is so hot, you guys. Especially when he’s decked out in his signature knit hat, holding daughter Harper and wearing a friggin’ candy necklace. Beckham, who turned 38 yesterday (Happy Birthday David! Call me!) was given the sweet candy treat by Harper as a birthday gift. I’m amazed Victoria let’s him have candy in the house. [Photo: Fame/Flynet]
I can’t wear hats. I have a head the size of a middle school Civics classroom’s globe, and hats always look, uh, interesting on me. Consequently, I’m always covetous of people who can wear wide-brimmed hats and look totally amazing. Like, say, Florence Welch, seen here strolling in NYC with nary a care in her hat-covered head. That, plus the occult-ish, purple eye-designed coat, makes her the perfect modern witch. [Photo: Pacific Coast News]
Sometimes models off duty default to totally scruffy and unkempt. It makes sense: If you spend your days ensconced in fancy clothes and high heels, you’re probably gonna want to go casual in your private time. Not so for model and Rachel-a-like Erin O’Connor, who was caught leaving London’s Vogue Festival (we’re picturing funnel cake in Givenchy heels) in a (we think it’s) Marni skirt and turtleneck. She looks ready to stroll through a 1940s Italian city scene or something. In any case, we’re coveting that skirt. [Pacific Coast News]
This artwork you see before you in a 51-foot-tall inflatable turd sculpture called “Complex Pile.” The inflatable turd sculptor is named Paul McCarthy, although I originally read his name as Paul McCartney and was freaking out for several moments about how and when Sir Paul McCartney diverged from music to inflatable poop sculptures. I was having a hard time processing that. Let me tell you, I am relieved. Anyway, Paul McCarthy‘s other work included a giant inflatable ketchup bottle and a giant inflatable butt plug. Clearly this man is a genius. “Complex Pile” is on display in Hong Kong right now, if you feel like checking out a humongous shit. [Laughing Squid]
I’d like to cash this check for six hunnit Fiddy. Give it to me all in hunnits, please. Internet from whence this came, please follow up and let us know if the bank cashed this check. [WOW]
I don’t care what you say, I love me some Rachel Zoe. I think she’s absurd, but she knows she’s absurd, which makes her absurdity marginally forgivable. Plus, she basically dresses like a high fashion hippie/witchy Earth mother, which is super adorable. I mean, can’t you just picture her doing a shift at the food co-op? Or attending some kind of Wiccan chanting event or something? And little Skyler Berman? He looks like an adorable street urchin of a child — all tiny boy hair bun and overalls. Basically, what a lucky kid. [Photo: Fame/Flynet]
A fifth year year grad student at Rutgers University recently had their laptop stolen, which is an incredibly frustrating experience in the best of circumstances, but becomes a living nightmare when that stolen laptop contains the only copy of your thesis (just thinking about this is giving me sympathy hives!). If nothing else, this sign serves as an excellent reminder to back up your important files — preferably in 10 different places, five of which are kept under 24-hour armed guard. In the meantime, let’s hope this grad student’s offer is one the laptop thief can’t refuse. [Neatorama]
Hey, where did January Jones get my favorite denim jacket and weird sheer white blouse combo from 2005?
The only thing that makes chubby baby cheeks better is when a hot dad is planting a kiss on one of them. Ovaries be combusting. [Photos: Pacific Coast News]
Don’t get me wrong, I am not about to complain about this choice photograph of Robert De Niro clutching Lil Bub at the Tribeca Film Festival Directors Brunch. However. As an animal lover, I do have my concerns that Bub’s saturation level has passed the point of Internet sensation and entered exploitation territory. Bub is but a very brief, very lovely shooting star in our mortal universe, not meant to stick around long, and I fear for her well-being when she is being paraded around at huge events with large crowds like so. But nobody else seems to be worried about this, so I should probably just shut my mouth. At least Mr. De Niro seems to be handling her with care.