We have all been there. A casual happy hour turns into a dark, drunken blur where one can’t remember how many or what type of alcohol has been consumed. We all pay the price. But no one is more predictable than the Drunk Boyfriend. The men in our lives who behave so uniquely in our daily lives turn into the same man when wasted. The predictability of each stage of a boyfriend’s intoxication is almost comforting. Keep reading »
Slate.com’s modus operandi is to troll the hell out of everyone. Today’s piece by Dear Prudence author Emily Yoffe, “College Women: Stop Getting Drunk,” is a classic example.
In her piece, Yoffe recounts a statistic from a 2009 study that 80 percent of campus sexual assaults involve alcohol. She then gives what she thinks is sound personal safety advice for “young and naive women,” but it’s actually a slippery slope to victim blaming:
Perpetrators are the ones responsible for committing their crimes, and they should be brought to justice. But we are failing to let women know that when they render themselves defenseless, terrible things can be done to them. Young women are getting a distorted message that their right to match men drink for drink is a feminist issue. The real feminist message should be that when you lose the ability to be responsible for yourself, you drastically increase the chances that you will attract the kinds of people who, shall we say, don’t have your best interest at heart. That’s not blaming the victim; that’s trying to prevent more victims.
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Dear Patrick Neal Schumacher,
I get it: You were caught between a rock and a horse ride, as it were. You needed to get to your brother’s wedding some 600 miles away, but because your driver’s license had been suspended, you needed to find an alternate means of travel. Planes, trains and other automobiles were apparently out of the question, so you did what any enterprising, horse-owning person might: You decided to traverse the distance to Bryce, Utah, on horseback. Keep reading »
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To be drunk and to find yourself perusing the latest in helicopter camera drone technology is to be human. To actually purchase said helicopter camera drone technology off of Amazon.com is an entirely different thing.
And yet! We’ve done it. Or we know someone who’s done it, anyway. Drunk shopping is rarely a good idea, but that’s never stopped us from brazenly logging on to UrbanOutfitters.com, our credit card numbers memorized, with a hankering for crop tops. The Frisky staff divulged their most embarrassing drunk purchases, and polled friends and family on their biggest drunk splurges. (You can see a larger version of our most embarrassing purchases here.)
Here’s what we found: Keep reading »
Our dear friend Almie Rose is back and with a new drunken makeup tutorial for how to look like “Mad Men”‘s resident married upstairs apartment hussy Sylvia Rosen. You want to look like Sylvia, right? With the lips, and the eyeshadow, and the potentially explosive extramarital affair with Don Draper? Well, regardless, Almie has a thing or two to teach you about a thing or two.
Oh also, Almie has a book out! What do you do when your ex leaves you for his A-list actress ex girlfriend? How do you land a musician boyfriend? What’s it like to make a total jackass of yourself when you meet that actor you’ve had a crush on for years? What would When Harry Met Sally… look like in 2013? Am I hungry? These questions and more are answered and explored by Almie Rose in I Forgot To Be Famous, essays and how-to’s about dating, relationships, living in Los Angeles, and how they all crash into each other, like the car chase scene in the mall in the Blues Brothers movie, which she hasn’t seen, but is not at all opposed to. I Forgot to Be Famous will be available for pre-order tomorrow and on-sale on Monday!
Really fun weddings produce really fun wedding guests. When there’s an open bar at the reception, and the after party and the after, after party (which is an impromptu affair on a shuttle bus back to the hotel), you’re going to see some really drunk guests. This can be particularly fun not just for the blitzed people — but for the lightweights. You know, the two-and-a-half glasses of champagne at the reception and one shot of whiskey at the after party because their pride won’t allow them to turn it down types. They are the ones truly reaping the benefits of the spectacle. Staying relatively sober while everyone else is shitbombed allows the time and space to observe human nature. Well, drunken human nature. Below, a semi-sober assessment of the wasted guests you’ll see at a wedding. Keep reading »
Are any of you guys drunk cleaners? I’m not (I’m more of a drunk napper, myself), but a bunch of my friends are. After a few drinks, they want nothing more than to grab a mop, duster, or sponge and go on an intoxicated neat freak rampage. The next day they wake up to a hangover and a spotless home. Luckies. To celebrate Spring Cleaning Week, I thought it would be fun to come up with a list of drink pairings for drunk cleaners. What’s the best cocktail to sip while vacuuming? Which tropical beverage should you reach for while doing the dishes? Click through to find out!
This Sunday is St. Patrick’s Day, a holiday which holds many different meanings for different religious and ethnic groups, but for many young people, it’s generally interpreted as “The Day We All Get Super Drunk At Noon.” And so, in the spirit of overindulgence, I thought I’d take a moment to ask the rest of The Frisky staff about their random drunk talents — the things we can’t do (or at least can’t do very well) sober, but we excel at after a few martinis. Check out our list after the jump, and please share your own drunk skills in the comments! Keep reading »
By now you’ve probably caught LeAnn Rimes’ strange “X-Factor” duet with Carly Rose Sonenclar. To me, she just sounded like she was trying to out-sing a 13-year-old who’s more talented than her. And she did it in a very Jenna Maroney from “30 Rock” sort of way. Julie calls the sound that was coming out of her face “warbling.” I’m stealing that. Other people thought she seemed drunk. Rimes deflected the drunk allegations and made Sonenclar look bad in one fell swoop claiming that she was trying to help the “nervous” girl. Likely story. And sadly, Soneclar didn’t win, possibly due to Rimes’ warbling spotlight-stealing. [The Hollywood Gossip]
LeAnn wasn’t the only celeb who demanded “I wasn’t drunk!” this year. Click through for the top drunk deniers of 2012. The first step is admitting you have a problem …
Last night across the pond, Agent Provocateur co-hosted an event called Lingerie London in which a bunch of UK celebs walked down the catwalk in sexy lingerie for a microfinance charity called Seven Bar Foundation. Peaches Geldof made an appearance, Abbey Clancy pulled an Angelina on the red carpet (is that a double Angelina?), and the Internet got even more spank bank material.
Yet as much as I enjoys pictures of sexy women in lingerie, I was more taken by these pics of “Bridesmaids” and “Girls” actor Chris O’Dowd stumbling around drunk after the show. Looks like he needed some help dealing with bright lights and walking up the steps But, you know, adorably. [Photos: Pacific Coast News]