“The Fashion Show” is supposedly about “real fashion, for real women.” I never bought the whole “real women” shtick and remained even more unconvinced after last week’s episode when all the contestants balked at the challenge of designing an outfit for a woman who weighed in at over a whopping two lbs. Whatevs, I don’t really care if the show is about “real people.” Reality TV is nothing about real people anyway. I want fabulous and disastrous fashion (in equal doses, please), snarky judges and crazy contestants. I don’t think I am asking for much, especially considering the fact that this is “The Fashion Show.” And yet, last night’s episode was oddly devoid of fashion. Sure there was fabric, but fabric clearly took a backseat to contrived drama and Kelly Rowland’s rant. Keep reading »
Guys: wooing a woman with diamonds is one way to go about things. But we what we really like is when you talk nerdy to us. Start your courtship with Creative Dexterity, an Etsy shop full of jewelry made from Apple keyboard pieces. Get matchy-matchy with your lappy by wearing the Computer Bling ring, a Command key flanked by pairs of cubic zirconia gems, or sport an “OMG” necklace made from letter keys. Guys can get in on the geek chic look as well with the cufflinks fashioned from circular on switches. We’d just be careful about which styles you present to your lady, as some of them can have double meanings. The necklace with an Enter button could be sexy; the ring with the esc key could send the wrong idea. [Creative Dexterity]
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The last time I plopped myself down on a bean bag chair it was freshman year of college—and to give you an idea of my and my roommates decor scheme then, our other furniture consisted of a “coffee table” made from salvaged plywood and cement blocks and sorta-stained slipper chairs that a roommate talked the campus health center into giving us rather than throwing out. It wasn’t exactly the stuff of Elle Decor photo spreads. I’m thinking a lot of us don’t really think of bean bag chairs in the fondest light. Well, get ready to reconsider your decor stigma, because the 2009 version of the bean bag will shock you—Pottery Barn Kids has a go-with-everything, wide-striped bag, it’s actually an in- and outdoor chair so you can throw ‘em out in the backyard for instant seating. West Elm has it’s own very modern-looking version. And my favorite is from Serena & Lily—it’s a bit more structured, will cost you 45 bucks and could even double as an ottoman or low side table. Keep reading »
Astrosexologist extraordinaire Kiki T. advises Frisky readers every Monday with her FriskyScopes, but if that isn’t enough celestial guidance for ya, she’s got a whole book! The Celestial Sexpot’s Handbook deconstructs men of every sign, telling you how to get and keep him right where you want him: in bed. [$14.99, Amazon]
We’re giving away seven copies of The Celestial Sexpot’s Handbook, but you have to work if you want your sex life to be out of this galaxy. The five best commenters for this coming week — from today, Friday, June 12 through Thursday, June 18 — will be awarded with one. So, be as clever, smart, and original as you can! Click HERE to read the official rules. Keep reading »
I often find myself judging the quality of an outfit in relation to whether or not I would wear the outfit. And since I have a simple traditional taste, I rule out a lot of great fashion-forward looks. For example: the revival of the 70s and 80s legging-as-pants look. For those of you with the legging fetish, behold [David Lerner's half-ripped, ripped, and latex leggings!] Although you will never find me in ripped or latex pants, I commend the women that pull the look off flawlessly. Imagine how self-assured you have to be to strut your stuff in shiny, skin-tight material. The leggings-as-pants wearers do not care if passerbys stare and they do not worry about what other people think. They simply live life and exude confidence. This is not to say that those of us who have a more conservative style are any less secure—we just like a different look for one reason or another. However, it is more common to dismiss a woman (as a friend, an employee, etc.) because she is wearing something eccentric rather than to accept her for it. And thus, it is important (for me) to remember that the fashion daredevils warrant the respect and approval of all fashionistas.
Today the Wall Street Journal jumped on the ever-present princess wanna-be trend. Not to be all bitter, but seriously? I’m so sick of full-on Cinderella assault: We hear every bride on those tacky “Platinum Weddings”-esque TV shows claim that she “wants to feel like a princess!” ten times over every episode, Paris Hilton dresses the grown-up princess part every time she leaves the house and now Juicy Couture has $44 toddler t-shirts with “Juicy Couture Princess” plastered on them. Isn’t this trend played out? Apparently not. Now the holy-rollers are getting in on the action, according to the WSJ: Christian retail outlets like A Different Direction are now offering “God’s Girlz,” dolls dressed in princess shirts and tiaras, and loads of little girls are wearing Christian-marketed clothing with slogans like “Yes, I am a Princess” with “I’m the daughter of a King” in small print underneath. As the Journal points out, didn’t the “King’s” firstborn declare himself a man of the people? (And servant of all?) Jesus would so not be happy. [WSJ] Keep reading »
When it comes to facials, our interests have run the gamut from bird poop to beer. Yet, most of these treatments seem more salable on their weirdness factor than their efficacy. The latest to cross our paths is the “Iron Mask” facial offered by Ildi Pekar Skin Care in New York City, that incorporates magnets to suck dirt out of your pores. The intriguing process might be the best facial we’ve ever had.
The treatment gets complicated with about a dozen products applied to your face in a one-hour period (including a variety of essential oils, lotions, and tonics), but the crux of the experience is the maschera al ferro, a pure iron mask that’s massaged into your skin. It feels surprisingly rich and smooth. The facialist then takes a magnet to the material, which removes the iron particles because of the opposite charge, extracting dirt and dead skin with it. You can actually look at the magnet afterward to see the waste, which you may find gross, but we found astounding. The best part is that there’s very little extraction, which in normal facials, can leave you red for days. Meaning you can go out the same night, and have luck with attraction of your own. [Ildipekar.com] Keep reading »
There’s a certain appreciation to be had for a tattoo-clad man; ink can be incredibly hot and badboy-esque. (That is, assuming he’s got something serious on his body and not an, “Oh man, my buddy and I got so f-ed up in Cabo this one time, so we got these matching Chinese tats.”) Part of the appeal of a man with a tattoo is hoping its design represents inner sensitivity or pain, that he’ll one day open up about. So what if his mark is something dorky? Nerd journal Discover magazine has amassed a gallery of “science tattoos” on its website that range from chemical equations and atomic representations, to fossils and faces of Darwin.
We’re all for nerd style, and are on the fence as to whether a guy with a quantum equation tattooed on his arm is sweet…or just a good way to cheat in Physics class? [Discover Magazine] Keep reading »
I was trying really hard not to mock the daylights out of Under-Ease, the anti-flatulence underwear from the peeps at Under-Tec, but I failed. You gotta admit, the name does not inspire confidence. Still, the eau de fart, or more officially referred to as malodorous flatus, is a literal bummer. If you think about it, the lot of the prolific farters is a rough one. We all make fart jokes and occasionally let out a real ripper, but it must actually bite to regularly set off stink bombs at school, at work, or on a date. In theory if you wear Under-Ease, your hot date will never know you cut the cheese. Unless of course you order a cheese plate. I myself am partial to stinky goopey french cheese which my dates have found far more disgusting than a fart or two. Keep reading »
You wear a helmet, use sunscreen, and always wrap it up. Safety freak? Perhaps, but you’re always safe in style, so of course you wouldn’t have any old fire extinguisher. Check out these chic French babies by Fire Design, which almost serve as better décor than protection. Choose from motifs of white flowers against a magenta background, metallic shooting stars, or pink and purple tetris pixels. We’d tell you to stop, drop, and roll over to get one…but you probably already knew that. [Fire-Design.fr] Keep reading »