We’ve kept silent while Dov Charney has screwed around with fashion.
We put up with the pervy advertisements.
We put up with Charney masturbating in front of a Jane reporter.
We put up with his numerous sexual harassment lawsuits.
We put up with messing with our main mensch, Woody Allen.
But we’re not going to take it anymore—the scrunchies must be stopped. Keep reading »
I’ve always found it funny that as the Brazilian — and I’m talking waxing here, people — has became more popular among women, it’s beards, mustaches, and facial scruffiness that has become more in vogue for men. I can’t help but wonder why the women of my generation are hacking off their bushes while the men are letting their face hair grow wild. I’ll admit it. I’m a victim of pubic hair peer pressure. I mean, if you go to the beach, you have to go “there.” Once, I even had a waxident. However, now that I can put my bikini back in storage, I’m wondering, as a single lady on the loose, what the social obligations are to my crotch? I bet if we ask those non-manscaping guys if they’re going to start shaving as we back off waxing, we’ll find a hairy double standard. Keep reading »