Earlier this year, I decided that my personal trainer wasn’t a necessity. I told myself that I could save the money I paid him, while employing the exercises he taught me and taking advantage of BeFitNYC, NYC’s free or low-cost fitness program. But you know what? I got lazy … big surprise right? So, now I’ve got a tricycle tire around my mid-section, a droopy butt, and fat knees. I need help! Please reveal your easy, fuss-free, and dare I say fun at home/free exercise tips in the comments. Hopefully, these exercises can be performed in a 3′ x 5′ floor space because that’s all the room I have. And look out for a post of all the good tips next week. Keep reading »
Remember the days when Smurfette seemed to have one dress, one pair of shoes, and one hat? Well this season, she’s smurfing it up in the hottest designer accessories this season. Harper’s Bazaar outfitted the blue fashion maven in accessories from Lanvin (pictured above), Marc Jacobs (photo after the jump), Dolce & Gabbana, and Louis Vuitton. So if you wanna dress like Smurfette, then it’ll cost you $6,835 for the Lanvin look alone. [Harper's Bazaar] Keep reading »
One of our favorite books growing up — oh, heck, it’s still on our bookshelf — is L.M. Montgomery’s Anne Of Green Gables. Anne Shirley, the spunky and idealistic orphan with red braids, is an eternal kindred spirit for every Frisky gal. “Tomorrow is a new day, with no mistakes in it” is one of our favorite quotes, aptly summing up Anne’s refreshing outlook on life, despite her early circumstances. This print, featuring Ann-with-an-E’s wise words, will be a helpful reminder to look on the bright side the next time you’re having a rotten day.
I have one of Berkley Illustration’s awesome shark-wearing-a-suit prints hanging in my house, but now they’ve expanded their offerings to include this bottle opener featuring the world’s best-dressed great white. A quirky piece of art that also opens my beer? Yes, please! [$6, Berkley Illustration] Keep reading »
Like every other woman alive, I have a wakeup routine that hasn’t changed for years. Silence my alarm. Put on my glasses. Refresh the “Mail” tab on my iPad. Slide slippers on my feet. Shuffle over to one of my dressers. Peer into my panty drawer. Toss aside the pink leopard print thong that screams “sexy” but rides uncomfortably up my butt. Ignore the too tight ruffly pink panties that squeeze me like a sausage. Hide the thick cotton, floral granny panties at the way bottom of the pile. Sigh audibly. Think to myself: “I need to buy more panties, again.” Keep reading »