John Belushi, Horatio Sanz, Chris Farley … the funny fat guy has always been a successful stock character on “Saturday Night Live.” But is there a chick over a size six in the cast? Well, there used to be. More than a handful of hotness, Casey Wilson, was just fired after two seasons.
Some critics argue it was because she failed to create a memorable, one-of-a-kind persona, but then how do you explain Tim Meadows being given almost a decade to come up with “The Ladies Man”? There’s a bigger answer here and E! News went all Nancy Drew to find out why Casey got the pink slip. What they uncovered is pretty hard to swallow. Keep reading »
I can’t get within 100 feet of a lingerie store without some ho chasing me down with a tape measure trying to tell me I’m wearing the wrong size bra. Girl, I got plenty o’ cleavage thanks to some French lace engineers. But these brassiere peddlers are always quick to point out the flaps on the back. They blame the visual blight on my bad bra, as it must be pinching me to cause that unsightly bulge. Gee, I really appreciate your concern, but actually, I have back fat, rolls, or as my boy bestie calls them, “back titties.” They are permanent. I’ve had them since I was a baby butterball, and they have been a constant source of insecurity. So thanks, shop girl, for pointing them out with disapproval.
OK, I know, she’s just doing her job. And I don’t really care what some undergarment gal thinks of my blubbery love handles. But I have to admit, I really care what someone who finds the front of me sexy will think when he gets a good look at my back.
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“Do You Struggle With Your Body Image?” If you answer Margaret Ruth’s question with a “No,” you’re either a robot or a liar. But according to this guru, weight loss may have more to do with what’s in your heart rather than what’s in your stomach. Keep reading »
In “The Great Girlie Gross-Out,” Salon’s Rebecca Traister takes a look at the online phenomenon in which women, mostly young women, share intimate things about themselves that others may or may not want to know. The most notorious offenders include Moe Tkacik’s tale of a wayward tampon, Tracie Egan’s ongoing urinary tract infection problems, and Miranda Purves’ post-childbirth … jellyfish. Without a doubt, “Oversharing is in.” The question is: Is all this spewing too much information — or the voice of a new generation of women who aren’t afraid to be candid about their bodies? Ultimately, the intention may be more about getting attention than getting empowered. “We have edged away from a time when talking openly about the female body was necessarily a brave political statement and into one in which it can be self-promotional, potty-mouthed and kind of sweet.” Or, as Tkacik confesses: “You write gross things for page views too.” In other words, postfeminist chicks mistake clicks for politics. [Salon] Keep reading »
In “I’m Fat, So?!” last week, I totally dissed The Sun’s ridiculously stupid “Big Girl’s Guide To Sex.” It was full of backwards tips about how to look thin, as if skinny always equals attractive. But seriously, YAY for all the supportive comments from you lovely Frisky readers about the post. And since, I smack talked the talk, now I’m going to walk the walk — or, rather, do the do! Here are my very sexy tips on how to show your man that you like your body no matter your size, so he can return the favor.
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Groundbreaking researchers, at Utrecht University in the Netherlands, have found that premature ejaculation is all thanks to DNA. Previously thought of as a psychological problem or the result of effective lingerie, these doctors discovered it simply has to do with the gene that controls serotonin. The good is that it’s nobody’s fault that the sexy party is over before it really began. The bad news is that a third of men have this gene. So, what is a girl to do? Here are our Sexy Solutions For Setbacks In The Sack…
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