Depending on your mood and romantic history, you’ll either find the love story of “Breaking Bad” actor Aaron Paul and his fiancee Lauren Parsekian to be hopelessly adorable or nauseatingly saccharine. During Paul’s Emmy acceptance speech Sunday night, he thanked his “beautiful, inspiring fiancée … Thank you so much for looking at me the way that you do, you truly saved me.” We love Aaron Paul, for obvious reasons, and Parsekian, who is ridiculously gorgeous, seems pretty cool, too — she’s the cofounder of the Kind Campaign, which works with abused and bullied young girls. There’s, like, a lot of love between these two, and they’ve documented it in interviews, photos and endless Twitter posts about one another. We’ve captured the most, um, intense Twitter exchanges between these two lovebirds for your enjoyment. You tell us — is it too cute or too much?
When I visited The Frisky offices in New York earlier this year, I stayed in a cute little hotel near Central Park. One morning I got up to take a shower, and as I turned on the water I noticed an apple seed-shaped speck on the bathmat. I reacted like most people would: backing out of the room slowly, sprinting for the phone and whispering, “I … found … a … bed … bug” as if the tiny parasite were an unstable man with a gun. Within moments, the entire housekeeping staff rushed through the door and hustled me into a different room. Luckily my little visitor turned out to be the only antisocial bed bug in history, so my stuff wasn’t infested and I avoided any bites, but the whole experience really freaked me out (so much so that I quarantined my suitcase in my garage for weeks after returning home). Next time I stay in a hotel I’ll definitely do a search on Bed Bug Registry first — this website compiles reports of bedbugs to help travelers and renters make informed choices about where they stay. The bad news? All of those little red dots are bed bug infestations. If you need me I’ll be in my bunker. [Lifehacker]
I hope that we’re being “Punk’d.”
If not, then there are people in China who boil chicken eggs in the urine of little boys. And. Then. Eat. Them.
I’m not quite sure I agree with Buzzfeed’s headline that “virgin boy eggs,” as they are called, are a “popular” snack in China, as this is the first I’ve ever heard of them. But apparently boys under the age of 10 — just boys — urinate in buckets at primary schools in Dongyang, China, and the urine is then used to cook chicken eggs. Locals claim urine-soaked, hard-boiled eggs “have miraculous properties” by promoting better blood circulation.
Chinese medical experts suggest the process is unsanitary. You know who doesn’t agree with them? This lady. [Buzzfeed]
Feminine hygiene products should be hygienic, no? Well, that was not the case when Danielle Parr went to insert a Kotex tampon into her hoo-ha and discovered that the tampon popped out of the applicator covered in mold. Let me repeat that: MOLD. MOLLLLLLLLLD. Luckily for her, she was, for some reason, removing the tampon from the applicator before inserting it so she was able to spot the black and green fungus before it was injected into her lady business. Can you imagine? I’m dry heaving. Keep reading »
I gotta be honest: the season finale of “My Strange Addiction” may be going too far. Over the course of the show, I’ve been weirdly fascinated by the various detergent eaters, tanning addicts, and nail talon enthusiasts, but a cancer-stricken woman who drinks and bathes in her own urine? No. Just no. Carrie, 53, has been drinking her own urine — as well as using it to bathe, moisturize, and brush her teeth — for four years because she believes it has helped send her cancer into remission. There is, however, no medical proof of this, as Carrie has not seen a doctor in six years. Obviously, many of the people featured on “My Strange Addiction” are contending with mental health issues, but Carrie’s seem extreme and this episode comes across as particularly exploitative. I hope she has since sought help from professionals. And I hope to never hear the term “aged urine” again. [TMZ]
If I see you and your significant other swanning around with this heart-shaped “smitten” snuggle hand warmer, I’m going to roll my eyes at you. You two are monsters, really, if you buy this. It’s gross! Gross! Nobody wants to see your egregious display of love and affection in mitten form. PDA is one thing, but smitten wearers, you disgust me. [$18, Etsy]
If I find a hair in my food, I freak out. Like, gasping and gagging and other generally outrageous reactions will ensue. Ever since I was little, hair in food has been #1 on the list of things I find completely disgusting, which also includes naked mole rats, the smell of eggs, and the word “buffet.” A few days ago NPR did an interview with Rachel Herz, the author of a new book called “That’s Disgusting: Unraveling the Mysteries of Repulsion,” and it turns out the things that repulse us are determined by a number of factors, many of them cultural. Cheese, for example, is a staple of the western diet but in some cultures it’s considered to be the equivalent of cow excrement. Apparently we learn to be grossed out by certain things, and, conversely, we can learn to be not grossed out by certain things. So let’s talk about the things that trigger our personal “yuck!” reflex. What grosses you out? Is there anything that used to gross you out that doesn’t anymore? [NPR]
For every spontaneous, adorable impromptu subway sing-a-long, there’s a giant, repulsive rat that comes along and ruins it for everyone. Yes, there are now giant rats living in NYC — this particular guy was found at a Foot Locker in the Bronx, if you couldn’t tell from the familiar striped uniform of the guy holding the dead animal aloft. [Is it just me, or does that thing have massive testes? -- Editor] [Gothamist]
You were like, you know what? I know I have my jeggings, and my pajama jeans and such — why not jean underpants? Well, guess what? Some enterprising marketing genius heard your plea and created Junderpants, which were discovered at a local Rainbow store. Jean underpants. My eyes are falling out of my head. [Refinery 29] Keep reading »