Chrissy Teigen, model and wife to musician John Legend, seems like a ball of fun. Last night, she posted this video to her Instagram in which she very drunkenly gives friend Brooklyn Decker a “vagina raspberry.” Just what is a vagina raspberry? It’s when you blow really hard on someone’s crotch. Clever! [Instagram]
Brooklyn Decker wore this mismatch of a Giambattista Valli dress with Blue Nile jewels to the California premiere of her new movie, “What To Expect When You’re Expecting.” And while we’d generally be hard-pressed to find anything wrong with gorgeous Brooklyn, it’s undeniable that the top half of this dress does not go with the bottom half. Not only that, it kind of reminds us of the outfits hacky-sack playing girls would wear in college. But is that a problem? For you, it might not be.
Browsing through celebrity photos this morning I came across this picture of Brooklyn Decker at the “Battleship” premiere in Tokyo, and my jaw dropped at that gravity-defying bodice (by “bodice” I mean “piece of fabric”). At first glance I thought the whole thing was held up with copious amounts of fashion tape or simply by the grace of God. Upon closer inspection it looks like there is a teeny tiny transparent strap holding it in place, but still, this dress is a triumph of engineering.
A lot of work — and airbrushing — goes into modeling. Here are (from left to right) Alessandra Ambrosio, Crystal Renn and Brooklyn Decker posing for Victoria’s Secret. And in this shot, they’ve been caught without a whiff of airbrushing. Look how … normal they look (well, Renn and Decker, anyway). [FashionIndie]
Here are Rihanna and Brooklyn Decker at a photocall for the movie version of “Battleship” — which I still refuse to believe is a real thing — and this picture is almost as confusing as the premise of the movie. Is Rihanna examining the details of Brooklyn’s retro sci-fi dress? Is Brooklyn comforting Rihanna about not getting cast in an upcoming movie version of Connect 4? Hit us with your best caption!
I was looking at an apartment in Brooklyn. It was, as usual, on the small side. One of the rooms was in the shape of a “Z,” so that there was really no possible way for a bed to fit. Which was too bad, because it was supposed to be a bedroom.
“There’s a big one for sale a couple floors down,” said the broker. “You wanna take a look, for fun?”
Well, of course I did! I spend at least 20 minutes a day on StreetEasy, staring greedily at NYC real estate I can’t afford. Keep reading »