Marie Claire magazine claims this lovely cover photo of Jessica Simpson features the starlet with no makeup (!) and no retouching at all (!), and while I think this look is so, so much more flattering for J-Simp than her usual tranny-face, I don’t buy for a second she’s sans fards. Even if you don’t count tinted lip balm as makeup — which, come on, it is … and I know this because my mom wouldn’t let me wear it until I was 12 — eyebrow penciling, blush, mascara and eyeliner most certainly are, and Jessica is wearing those in abundance. Maybe the cover of the magazine should read “A de-glamored Jessica Simpson! Much less makeup than usual! Frizzy hair not retouched within an inch of its life! … Still some regrets!” Now, that would be truth in advertising! [via Huffington Post] Keep reading »
Maura Kelly has a unique job — she blogs about her dating life for Marie Claire. Her column, “A Year of Living Flirtatiously,” is a frank, humorous, self-deprecating account of her travails on the front lines of dating. The project started when Kelly realized that if she approached finding a man with as much zeal as she approached finding a job, she might find the man of her dreams. So far, no such luck, but here she shares with The Frisky her best dating advice, the weirdest date she’s been on thus far, and why what men really want is to be treated like a woman. Keep reading »
Scent is certainly a powerful element in generating attraction from the opposite sex, but when a new study came out this week pointing to Chanel No. 5 as the perfume most likely to seduce a man, we were doubtful. The idea that you could bag a guy with a specific perfume seems far-fetched as it is, and the claim that one in 10 women met the men of their dreams while wearing No. 5 seems even further from the truth. Have you smelled the stuff? It’s one pungent aroma that came into style in the ’20s and smells like it’s been in the same bottle since then.
Yet, an article in the French version of Marie Claire (December 2009) provides evidence that potentially supports this argument. Chanel No. 5 may attract men, but they might not be your dream guys. Keep reading »
“I have a problem with muse-ship. I feel like throughout history, it’s been men vampiring on women’s specialness. And why do that for someone? Maybe it’s a fear of intimacy!”
– Natalie Portman, star of the film, “Brothers,” in Marie Claire. But what about Zach Braff? [Marie Claire] Keep reading »
This month, the French edition of Marie Claire ran a spread featuring jewelry with babies as the models. Was this supposed to be a cute idea that turned out ultra creepy? Is that baby wearing a bracelet as an arm cuff? The tagline: “My baby, my treasure … ” [MarieClaire.fr] Keep reading »
In the November issue of Marie Claire, dating blogger Maura Kelly writes about a guy she dated briefly who confessed to enjoying “a kind of sex that people don’t usually associate with straight men.” Oh yes, Kelly’s man liked to take it from behind, courtesy of a strap-on attached to his female partner. (Like the one Madonna bought for her and Guy Ritchie in the photo at left!) He assured Kelly he wasn’t gay or bisexual, he just liked to be dominated. And Kelly complied, giving him what he wanted for the few months they dated. I found this whole story fascinating, as I’ve always, admittedly, been a little curious about what it would be like to be THAT dominant in bed. To be the one doing the actual penetrating, I suppose. Here’s how Kelly describes it:
As I moved my hips and did my thing, I felt strangely removed from the experience. The kinky deed seemed unsexual and anything but intimate — after all, my primary erogenous zone was covered up by a giant fake penis.
Huh. OK, so sounds like a bit of a dud. Is this something any of you have tried? Would you? Or does it sound like a complete and utter turn-off? [Marie Claire] Keep reading »
Like Glamour, Marie Claire has decided it needs to offer more content geared toward plus-size readers. In the November issue, the magazine introduces Ashley Falcon, a size-18 stylist who will be doling out fashion advice in a new column.
In the issue, she shares a little about her experiences working in fashion despite not being able to fit into sample sizes, offering thoughts like, “I long ago made peace with the fact that I’ll never look good in a slinky dress or pleated paper-bag-waist pants, even if Coco Chanel herself came back from the dead and hand-stitched them for me,” and “Big girls love accessories — they always fit, no size tags required.” She also tackles jeans-shopping for women with fuller figures, giving her top three picks for pairs that flatter. Next up, she hunts down cocktail-chic clothes “for all sizes” for the holiday season. Keep reading »
Why does it seem like the older I get the more hectic and crazy my life becomes? Back in college, things were so simple. Wake up early-ish, go to class, come back to the dorm, and have a few bongs and burritos with friends to unwind. On the days I went to work, I never felt spent because I didn’t really have that much responsibility. And when I returned back to my dorm … yep … more bongs and burritos. Oh, how things have changed. I don’t know about you, but by the end of a long work day, I am so drained and stressed, I’m looking for just about any excuse I can think of to kick off my high heels. (OK, I don’t usually wear high heels but go with me here.) That usually includes some version of going out with my friends, gorging on some good food, and, most importantly, throwing back copious glasses of red wine. I must admit my routine of nightly hedonism is starting to take its toll, both on my beauty sleep and my wallet. Let’s face it; I just don’t bounce back from a night of drinking the way I did when I was 21. Maybe it’s time to go green in the stress relief department. Maybe it’s time for me to become a “Stiletto Stoner,” only without the stilettos. Keep reading »
The lady blogs are all a-cluck over a piece in the latest issue of Marie Claire in which writer Lea Goldman practically begs her fellow gym-goers to “put your clothes on already!” — in the locker room that is. Goldman writes that she’s tired of women using the gym locker room to perform various tasks that would otherwise be done in the confines of one’s home — clipping toenails, brushing teeth, plucking eyebrows, and even “blow-drying their girly bits” — while she is simply trying to “get in, get out.” The thing is, Goldman knows her discomfort is her problem, but she still wants everyone else to bend to her whims. Keep reading »
See that older white man over there with the younger Asian woman on his arm? That might not be love—that might be an Asian lady fetish. Author Ying Chu suspects as much, a subject she explores via an uncomfortable trend piece in Marie Claire about rich men like Rupert Murdoch and Woody Allen and the ladies she suspects are their “Asian trophy wives.”
“…[A]fter two or three failed attempts at domestic bliss with women of like background and age, these heavy hitters sought out something different. Something they had likely fetishized.”
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