Another day, another NSFW Rihanna photoshoot, this time for the Italian men’s magazine, Lui. The singer poses topless and bottomless, showing off her tattoos, nipple piercings and some rather extreme tan lines. Dudes love tan lines. I’ve never understood why, but they do. Anyway, click through for some serious NSFW action… [Egotastic]
I’m guessing Rihanna is taking Shailene Woodley’s advice and giving her vagina a little Vitamin D. Check out a whole mess more of RiRi’s naked ass over at The Superficial. [Photo: INF Daily]
For the past year, Paris-based art director David Redon has been contributing a few hours a week to a unique hobby: Photoshopping modern celebrities into vintage advertisements. “I like the shift between vintage and modern pop culture,” he says, “because these days the border between art and commercial is very small, and artists work their images like brands do.” Redon’s handiwork lets us see what it might look like for Don Draper to design an ad campaign starring Rihanna, Drake, Beyonce, or Daft Punk. Click on the Riri/Drake ad above to check out a few more of Redon’s designs that will make you wish “Pharrell’s Happy Toothpaste” actually existed. [Design Taxi]
Today, Rihanna arrived in the U.S. on a plane bound from London. But she did not travel alone! No, RiRi disembarked with the world’s largest backpack containing god only knows what. Weed? Dollar bills? Drake? You heard it here first. Teeny tiny backpacks are out, massive backpacks that could theoretically hide a Canadian rapper are in. [Photos: Fame-Flynet/Splash News]
A titty warmer? A breast merkin? Funbag fur? A boobler? “It’s like a muffler, but for boobs!” said Ami. John DeVore volunteered “mammoth unibrow,” “Muppet tits,” and my personal favorite, “Giant Boob Tribble.” I’m not sure of its purpose, besides keeping your breasts warm to the point of sweating profusely. I hate it. That is all. [Photos: Fame/Flynet]
This is my life: after every major awards show, I lie awake contemplating my feelings toward Taylor Swift. What we have is a love/hate relationship of epic proportions, that leaves me fighting an inner battle every time I see her on television. Do I cheer? Hiss? Pre-order her next album? Most of the time I just watch her with awe, annoyed that I’m so compelled by someone who bothers me so much. But she’s not the only celebrity who leaves me with conflicted feelings. Here’s a whole gaggle of stars we love to hate (and hate to love).