As the dust of male dick mania settled over the blogger horizon yesterday, a zillion restless fingers sat poised at their oil-stained Macbook keyboards, wondering what they would mock today within the halls of Tweetdeck. Luckily, the heavens answered their call, and SkyMall fell right out of the clouds. The airplane catalog that’s been a sitcom punch line for years filed for bankruptcy today, and almost instantly, people took to Twitter to mourn its loss, bemoan the inevitable stale jokes that would accompany it, and write tender tributes to its pages of expensive, meaningless crap. And in the incredibly unscientific survey I have not undertaken, I guarantee you every single one of those people is white. Keep reading »
Delightful fashion designer Rick Owens did a short interview with i.D. yesterday about his Fall 2015 runway show, which featured garments with strategically placed dick-holes. “Isn’t it about time?” he said about male nudity on the runway. Damn straight! Female models regularly expose their tits, and while full-on vagina is less popular, sheer garments have made me more than a little familiar with which models have bush and which don’t. So yeah, time for more male nudity on the runway and male nudity = PEEN. I’m on board, Rick Owens, let’s do this. Unfortunately, that’s where the designer stopped making sense:
“I thought it was the most simple, primal gesture—and you know I love a simply tiny, little gesture that packs the wallop … It’s very powerful. Not many people can do that. I mean, it’s a straight world now. And it also, I think, says something about being independent. Who else can really get away with that kind of stuff? It’s a corporate world.”
Huh? Sacks with dick-holes are about independence? Independence from underwear maybe. Do you think fashion designers understand each other when they talk like this? Do they understand themselves? [Jezebel]
I am traveling alone through the islands of Hawaii and I am a young woman. I am not worrying about getting raped every moment of my journey, unlike writer Tara Burton, who wrote about her fears in an article for Salon called “Dangers of Traveling While Female.” I don’t feel as if my life or body is in any imminent danger simply because I’m in new surroundings with people I may not know. After all, it has usually been in the most familiar places back home — my residential neighborhood, at school or local night clubs — where I have been stalked, street harassed or treated like an object.
While traveling, I don’t feel as if the likelihood of such dangerous encounters increase. As a matter of fact, oftentimes, I feel safer. When people hear that I am traveling alone, they seem to feel a sense of responsibility and concern for my safety and well-being. They take an immediate interest in my boldness; and all of a sudden, I become a woman worth protecting. Keep reading »
I wrote earlier this week about my total opposition to white wedding dresses and everything they stand for. Instead, I’ll be wearing a two-piece black dress to my wedding. Black dresses are versatile and re-wearable, always an excellent addition to your wardrobe, and blessedly more affordable than most traditional white wedding gowns. Flip through the gallery for black wedding inspiration!
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“I’m so tired” is the most basic complaint in the entire world, second only to whining about the weather. I think we like to say it because it makes us seem busy or worthy of sympathy, but sometimes we say it because we really are running on fumes and trapped in a cycle of burnout. In our culture, sleep deprivation is a badge of honor to humblebrag about. For most of college (and for most of my life, really), I would stay up until all hours of the night trying to accomplish everything on my to-do list or just trying to savor some relaxation time. I’d either fall asleep in the middle of a project with the light on or turn in super late, irrationally expecting myself to easily wake up early despite the fact that I had maybe three hours asleep ahead of me. I figured functioning on little sleep was just a matter of willpower and that I was a failure at the game, but then sometime in the past few years, I realized that my life looks entirely different when I’ve had a decent night’s sleep. When I discovered this, sleep felt like a super drug. Being well-rested made me a happier, more optimistic person, and I realized that when I wasn’t exhausted I could actually get shit done instead of spending a million years on the same task because I was too tired to concentrate. I’d venture that the exhausted, strung-out version of me (who of course still makes appearances) is an entirely different person who’s taken crazy pills and sees the world with entirely different stakes. Keep reading »
I’ve always thought of turtlenecks as being one of the more … oppressive articles of clothing. In addition to having a fabric chokehold around your neck, turtlenecks cover so much skin that they’ve always struck me as being totally boring. Plus, I grew up on Southern California, where denim shorts with Ugg boots is more typical of winter fashion. So yeah, for the better part of my life, I could give a shit about turtlenecks — but then I moved to the East Coast and had to start dressing for actual real cold winters, and my outlook shifted the more my teeth chattered. And as for being boring? Hardly. Turtlenecks are actually an amazing layering piece for when you want to be especially warm, and they help “winterize” certain pieces in your wardrobe that you maybe thought you could only wear during summer. So, in short, turtlenecks are remarkably versatile snuggly straight jackets and you should totally get one. Like the one above from J. Crew! Once you do, here are three outfits to inspire you! [Turtleneck: $34.50, J. Crew