The royal wedding was a lot of fun. But today, I cringed for the newlyweds when I stumbled across the headline “Royal Couple May Not Be Able To Conceive.” This is taking things way too far. First of all, William and Kate are still on their honeymoon. Can we give them five minutes to enjoy married life together without pressuring them to make a royal baby? Keep reading »
Last week, Babyshambles and Libertines’ frontman Pete Doherty showed off some serious hotness at the launch of his men’s accessory line. While his designs are gorgeous, people seemed more interested in calling the recently rehabbed rock star a heffer. From British papers to bitchy blogs, the poor dude was dubbed “fat” and “bloated.” And those are just superlatives in the headlines! Keep reading »
Yes, you read that right. Seventeen-year-old Taylor Momsen purposefully bared her chest in the middle of a New York City concert this week. I can only guess it was part of Momsen’s continuing desperate attempts to prove how unconcerned she is with the morals of society. Or a peek at just how badly she wants to get her whole audience arrested for pedophilia? Your pick. Sources at the concert say that T-Mom had pasties on under the top she pulled down, but for me that still doesn’t change the fact that she crossed the line. And for the record, we’ve chosen NOT to run the photo evidence. Keep reading »
OK, moviemakers, I get it! 3D can add a little extra voodoo magic to a film. I’ve had THIS figured out since I visited the “Honey, I Shrunk the Kids” attraction at Disney World when I was two. Unfortunately, the novelty of the third dimension is rapidly wearing off. And it is only going to wear off faster if you keep using it as an excuse to remake really bad movies. Keep reading »
Maybe it was because last night’s episode of “Mad Men” was a little slow—my brain couldn’t process that it was Christmas time—but I found myself actually paying attention to the commercials. Yes, commercials are always annoying, but last night’s were particularly so. I couldn’t help but be especially irked by the blatant sexism in the Clorox and Dove ads. Before you roll your eyes, let me explain what I mean. Keep reading »
As I’m sure you’ve noticed in my writing on The Frisky, I’m guilty of speaking in what I call “Gossip Girl”-ese. Example: It’s totes obvs that I like to shorten words for no real amazeballs reason. But whatevs. I have no doubt that this is seriously grating to some people, but on the blog — which I consider my online home — and amongst friends, this is the way I speak and how I write in emails and text messages sometimes. Amongst friends, I specified. When I’m getting to know someone new or conversing with someone professionally, I, of course, leave the “whatevs” and the “WTFs” and the “totes” out of it. I wish others would do the same, but unfortunately, I’ve started to notice modern web, text, and pop-culture lingo infiltrating the online dating process. Keep reading »
When I was kid, I was a big trend follower. I got a Furby and carried it in a basket around school and tried to teach it bad words. I threw a fit when I left my Tamagotchi at home during a family trip, and came back to find it sick from being surrounded by its own digital poops for over 48 hours. Basically I was a little bit of a fad whore, riding whatever wave was popular. But once I hit a certain age—I’ll say 13—it stopped and I realized that I spent most of my childhood buying ridiculous plastic contraptions to seem cool, only to have them replaced by something even more hip. But these days, there is an outlier that has managed to be the “it” thing with both kids and adults. Silly Bandz. Keep reading »
This week, I tweeted about how I wished I was at Comic-Con, what was going on with my Frisky posts, and how awesome “True Blood” is, especially crazy-pants Franklin. This is the kind of light fare most people post on Twitter, because the site is a place to put links to amusing cat videos or comment about how much you love flossing. Basically, a home for the somewhat interesting things you don’t mind sharing with a group of semi-strangers. That is why I was pretty bewildered and slightly appalled when I found out people have started proposing on Twitter. Keep reading »
I’ve had a couple of days to process the “unbeweavable” episode of “The Real Housewives of New Jersey” that aired on Monday night. In case you missed it, it came complete with name calling, hair pulling, broken boots, dirty accusations, police reports, and of course, subsequent lawsuits. But believe it or not, I’m feeling mildly sympathetic toward Danielle Staub. Maybe all of her fears about being attacked were not unfounded after all? Keep reading »
Not that I was really on team anyone before, but I’ve watched the Jake and Vienna breakup special. Actually, I watched it twice, once alone and once with Aunt Mildred the body language expert, hoping to gain a new perspective. I always hated Vienna. When I watched her on “The Bachelor,” I thought she was a whiny, immature drama queen. That hasn’t changed. I still think she is. Maybe a little trashy. Maybe a little desperate for attention. Maybe just really young and naïve about the world. I thought I would still hate her on the breakup special. I wanted to. I thought I would side with Jake. Wrong. Like it or not, I’m totally on her team. Keep reading »
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