Plenty of women decide early on that having children is not for them, while others realize later on that their lifestyle will not allow for the time, money, and commitment that raising a child demands. A new study, however, shows that the decision to not have children may have a lot to do with something else — a woman’s IQ. Keep reading »
I think I’m a decent aunt. Not so good at remembering birthdays, admittedly, but what I lack in presents-giving, I make up for in lots of facetime. We play all kinds of games — usually “doctor,” in which I pretend to have some terrible malady wrought by a zoo animal (“Help! A hippopotamus bit my leg off!”) and they wrap toilet paper (“bandages”) around me pretending to fix it. Either we do that, or we play Barbies.
Usually my nieces’ Barbie dolls are going to a ball to meet a prince. It doesn’t matter if she’s Color-Change Mermaid Barbie or I Can Be USA President Barbie. She is always going to a ball to meet a prince. Sometimes directly after the ball, she and the prince get married. So, last weekend when I was babysitting, I tried to set the tone for something different. Keep reading »
Mattel’s Barbie doll has long embodied all that is wrong with society’s expectations of women and the female body. But there’s good news, sort of: the impossibly shaped, blonde doll’s popularity appears to finally be waning. Mattel has reported a 23 percent drop in sales and sales have declined for the fourth quarter in a row. To be fair, toy sales the U.S. and Europe have not been faring particularly well this year in general, and Mattel is doing relatively well compared to other large toy companies. But this is no thanks to Barbie — most of their sales come from the American Girl Dolls and Monster High Dolls. Keep reading »
This past weekend, Amelia, Jessica and I went to our awesome marketing manager Sophie’s wedding in Maine. It was so much fun. And so much lobster. (Maine!) There were a bunch of ridiculously cute flower girls there, frolicking on the grass, running around, falling down, dancing, crying, accidentally showing everyone their underwear and generally having a lot of fun. And it was on our way from the ceremony to the reception that it struck us: those little girls are not unlike us when we get drunk. This theory was tested 15 minutes later — thanks to the open bar — when Amelia and I attempted to get the dance party started with these cute kids. They, and us, it seemed, were the only ones willing to make total fools of ourselves (as per the usual).
With that in mind, we thought up a bunch of ways that drunk adult women are sort of totally like 4-year-olds. And there are a lot of ways, trust us. Check out our list after the jump, and share your own theories in the comments. Keep reading »
Last weekend, families across the country gathered for hot dogs, fireworks, American flags, and clouds of bug spray. So much bug spray. My family was no different: we had our annual party at my sister’s house. But our party was better this year: we had a kiddie pool and a bucket filled with squirt guns. As the Fun Aunt (read: the only one with no children, which means I have surplus energy to run around the yard with the little monsters), I quickly armed myself and sneak-attacked some kiddos with a spray of water to the face. We ducked behind bushes and trees, shrieking with glee and, honestly, relief at a the cool bursts of water on a 90-degree suburban day.
But as we dodged and weaved and got wet, something occurred to me. I was playing with a gun. A toy gun, sure. But I was playing with a toy gun with kids. Keep reading »
Today In Terrible Ideas: Justin Bieber told Us Weekly that he would like to get married and start a family young. He looks to his grandparents as a model for his future relationship as they are still together and in love. Bieber said, “They love each other so much, after so many years! When I’m their age, I want to be as in love with my wife as my grandfather is with his.” This is all really romantic and sweet until you remember the German government confiscated his pet monkey because he wasn’t properly taking care of it. And that he’s constantly in trouble for pissing off his neighbors, like racing his Ferrari up and down the street. I hope he knows that smoking pot “constantly,” as the Biebs is rumored to do, isn’t good for his sperm count. Okay, I’ll stop now. But seriously, wait awhile, Biebs. [Us Weekly] [Photo: Getty]