This week, I received a letter from a woman who’s having commitment issues about her friend’s wedding. Here’s what she has to say about her cold feet:
“I met up with my old college roommate to celebrate her engagement. Although I hadn’t seen her in years, when she asked me to be a bridesmaid, I totally said yes. Clearly, I was drunk. The worst part is, now I’m remembering what a control freak she is. I’ve pretended to give a hoot at countless dress fittings and didn’t even complain that the dresses she picked for us were hid and $500. But now she wants her bachelorette party to be a week long vacay in Vegas. I’m not made of moolah, or time off from work. I know this is like the most special day of her life. But it’s not mine and I want out! Can I quit? She’s already driving me crazy and her wedding isn’t til October. I do still want to be her friend, just once her bridezilla days are over.”
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“60 Minutes” devoted a 13-minute segment to profiling Anna Wintour, editor-in-chief of Vogue, this weekend. Journalist Morley Safer described Wintour as “a name that strikes terror in some, loathing in others, and transforms some into obsequious toadies.” Not that his observation is incorrect, but, geez, what a way to introduce someone.
It didn’t stop there. If the “60 Minutes” profile didn’t have you squealing at the high-profile cameos (Karl Lagerfeld! Andre Leon Talley!), maybe you’re a bigger ice queen than this supposed queen of the ice queens herself. Clip after the jump … Keep reading »
Drop that Aristotle and Dostoevsky immediately. The best part of summer? Cheesy beach books!
You know what sort of books I’m talking about … those fantastically trashy books that you can’t put down but are ashamed to tell people that you’ve read. Yep, we obsessively read those, too. So stop trudging through War and Peace now and pick up one of these guilty-pleasure beach reads. Keep reading »
Susan Boyle hasn’t even won “Britain’s Got Talent,” yet she’s already sealed her place in pop-culture history with a tiny doll created in her likeness. Created by 46-year-old Debbie Ritter from Illinois, who says she’s watched Boyle’s YouTube video “literally one thousand times,” the dolls are made from clothes pegs, wire, and clay. Ritter painstakingly hand paints each four-inch doll and assembles miniature dowdy church-lady outfits for which Susan Boyle is so well known. Of making the dolls, Ritter says: “It’s a lot of work and each doll takes at least a couple of hours. It’s more of a hobby than a job for me but I sell them to collectors too.” The dolls sell for about $21 at Ritter’s Etsy shop. You could also buy a Paul Potts doll from Ritter for $22 and then make Susan and Paul make out. If you’re sick like that. [Telegraph] Keep reading »
You’ve seen “Cribs,” right? Each week, cameras capture a celeb’s master bedroom, backyard pool, and refrigerator full of perfectly organized rows of Fiji water or Diet Coke cans. Well, think of Mark Menjivar’s collection of photographs, entitled “You are what you eat,” the high-brow version of the peeping-tom show.
Menjivar sees an open fridge as the perfect staging ground for a discussion of consumption and consequence. If the saying holds true — that is, if we really are what we eat — Menjivar thinks refrigerators are windows into our souls — or, at least into our stomachs. Whether it’s a bartender’s fridge full of take-out cartons, a family’s refrigerator a week after deciding to eat locally grown produce (it’s totally gung-ho-leafy-green veggies), a short order cook’s frozen tortillas alongside a frozen snake corpse, or a spare but organized fridge belonging to a blind person who lives alone, the contents adroitly tell the story of each individual life. Keep reading »
You don’t need a $400 Gucci beach towel for the summer.
You don’t need a $315 peace sign bikini ’cause all the goodwill in the world ain’t gonna pay for that thing.
And you definitely don’t need another pair of khaki short-shorts or that same cotton dress in one more color.
What you do need are a few summer wardrobe updates that you can buy and then wear while eating the food you’re still able to pay for. As always, the number of new things you buy doesn’t really matter. It’s more important to make sure that all the items work with each other and the things you own. Keep reading »
Mojito Lip Balm, $12, Malin + Goetz
Senorita Margarita Ultra Rich 3-in-1 Shampoo, Shower Gel, and Bubble Bath, $16, Philosophy
Drinking too much alcohol will make you have a bad face day, and it might cause premature aging. However, cocktails in the form of beauty products will perk you up as much as a poolside Tecate. Keep reading »
I’m not a huge fan of most accent walls—you know, the decorating technique where you paint one wall with a color and leave the other three some version of white. It always seems to scream, “This is the wall where I got crazy and really went for it!” Why not buck up and paint all four? If you hate it, it’s paint; you repaint it white.
But when I saw Jason Wu’s bedroom wall wallpapered in a gray floral paper, I had to eat my words. I loved it! Here’s why it works for me: The wallpaper acts like a stand-in for a wall of art. If I could pick a wall to put up a gorgeous De Gournay paper (it’s hand painted, heavenly, and hyper-$$$), you bet your ass I would. If I didn’t have to pay for it, that is. Keep reading »
Oh, no! We forgot to celebrate our new favorite holiday, International No Diet Day, on May 6th!
But it’s cool. We can still score some body-image karma by grabbing a copy of Lessons From the Fat-O-Sphere: Quit Dieting and Declare a Truce With Your Body by bloggers Kate Harding and Marianne Kirby.
Both women call themselves bloggers of the “fat acceptance movement,” Harding at Shapely Prose and Kirby at The Rotund. These cool ladies critique our society’s obsession with skinny bitches and cover topics like how most diets don’t work and how women can be healthy at lots of sizes, not just when they’re Olsen-twin thin.
Maybe you want to buy it to empower a bigger woman in your life—or maybe you’re the bigger woman who wants empowerment. In any case, we’re really excited when anyone acknowledges what real women look like. [$13.95, Lessons From The Fat-O-Sphere] Keep reading »
Maybe the week after Mother’s Day isn’t the most tactful time to be envious of other people’s mothers, but, really, we wish Carine Roitfeld, the editor of French Vogue, was our mom the other 51 weeks of the year. Oh, if only Carine had delivered us, our apartment might look more like daughter Julia Restoin Roitfeld’s than a “before” pad on “Queer Eye for the Straight Guy.”
Click through the pics on The Selby for Julia’s trés, trés chic abode, where all is bejeweled, furry, or white—the way we would have imagined it in our flannel bedsheet-ed dreams. Julia wears red lipstick and heels lounging on her couch! There’s a glass skull! Shoes galore! A single, artfully photographed can of Coke Zero! Top that, Bee Schaffer. [The Selby] Keep reading »