• Nikki Reed of the Twilight Saga is quitting smoking for her boyfriend, Greek shipping heir Paris Latsis, who is also Paris Hilton‘s ex. [Daily Fill]—If John DeVore can quit for his girlfriend, then she can do it too.
• A woman is suing Jennifer Lopez and Marc Anthony because, she alleges, she suffered a serious back injury when the couple’s dog bumped into her and knocked her to the ground during a flight. [Starpulse]—This better be a really big dog, otherwise I don’t think she has a leg to stand on.
• Zac Efron and Vanessa Hudgens haven’t broken up, despite reports from The National Enquirer that say they did, says a pal of the couple. [Us Weekly]

You can’t change the one you love. Your significant other isn’t a fixer-upper that you can repaint, renovate, and redecorate to suit your whims. Loving someone for who they could be, should be or as you see them in your dreams isn’t love: it’s self-absorption that says more about your own flaws than theirs. To totally massacre President Kennedy’s famous call to action, ask not what love can do for you, but what you can do for love.

I know we all have “Mad Men” fever these days. On the off chance that you have become desensitized while watching Betty Draper suck those cancer sticks and throw back cocktails with her bun in the oven, let me remind you once again that smoking while pregnant is hazardous to the baby. Wait? You already knew that? But in case you need just one more good reason to quit lighting up while knocked up, a new U.K. study about smoking while pregnant is likely to scare the s**t out of you.

My boyfriend just came back from a semester abroad in Paris—and he came back a smoker. I am not a smoker. Never have been, never will be. I couldn’t smoke during high school as I was dancing professionally for an opera company, and by the time I got to college it just didn’t seem like a big deal anymore. Smoking has just never really been on my radar; I know it’s bad for you, obviously, but I don’t feel the need to go protest outside Phillip Morris.

I’ve never dated a smoker because I never liked a guy that did smoke. I am not sure if it’s because I don’t like smokers, or none of the guys I was into happened to smoke, or if there is any difference between the two. Maybe if they had smoked I wouldn’t have been attracted? Impossible to know. All of that has changed now.

While men love it when we blow them, can women get blown, too? I’m talking literally—with smoke. That’s what I’ve been wondering on 4/20 (remember kids, don’t do drugs!). Erowid, the online encyclopedia of drugs, answers this burning question:

I was sitting around with my girlfriend yesterday, smoking marijuana out of a bong. We decided to try an experiment, so I exhaled a bong hit into her vagina and held it closed for a few seconds. When I let go, a significant amount of smoke was forced out. I did this three times, and a few minutes later she reported feeling high. My girlfriend has asthma, which prevents her from smoking up as much as she wants to. If vaginal administration of marijuana smoke is safe, it would allow her to get high without irritating her lungs. Is this safe for the vagina and the rest of the body?

Dope or dopey idea? Find out after the jump.

Every year, the majority of us—stemming from the most noble of intentions, or the most nauseating of eggnog overindulgence—declare our desire to start anew and totally revise our lives. For most of us, though, Groundhog Day brings not just an excuse to settle in with a Bill Murray movie, but the milestone of having let ourselves down once more. And yet by the time the ball drops anew in Times Square ten months later, we’re happily preparing to drop our own ball all over again.

What would it take to make our resolutions stick? Psychological research on goal-setting and achievement has a lot to teach us: they need be the right balance of realistic and challenging, and we need to have clear, specific pathways to reach them. We also are better off focusing on only one or two resolutions rather than attempting the equivalent of a floor-to-ceiling structural renovation of our inner selves. Sound too complicated? Here’s how to give the most common resolutions a psychological makeover, after the jump…

Wearing parrot-print dresses is cool. Smoking is not. This message provided by me and the Surgeon General. [Trender Bender]

“Can a woman get cervical cancer if a smoker routinely goes down on her?”—Paranoid About My Puffer, Houston, TX

There hasn’t been any real medical research to support this claim, but you’re not totally crazy. If I had to take a guess, I’d say having a smoker go down on you is like putting Equal in your coffee. It’s not awesome for you, but if you don’t eat eight bathtubs full of it a day you’ll be fine.

When I was a teenager, I hid all of my vices from my mom and dad. My high school boyfriend snuck in and out of our house so they wouldn’t know I was having sex, I kept perfume and eye drops in a boot in the garage so I wouldn’t smell and look so stoned when I walked in, and once I even hid my jeans in the backyard when I came home so drunk I peed my pants while trying to open the front door. For the most part, mom and dad remained oblivious to my shady behavior. (Except, sadly, my mom found the pee pants in the backyard before I could wake up, and threw them in my face. And a nosy neighbor once squealed to her about strange boys jumping out the window. Also, sorry, mom. I do hope I don’t have a daughter like me.)

If you smoke, drink a little too much, or don’t wear sunscreen, you’re going to have a few more wrinkles than you would otherwise. But you knew that because you’ve heard it a million times. What you need is a time machine that will take you into the future and show you what a hot 60-year-old you would be if you gave up your bad habits. At least two companies have technologies available or in the works that illustrate your future self. And the results might scare you into becoming a healthy eater, a non-smoker, and a religious wearer of SPF 30. Unless, of course, you want your mouth to look like a cat’s anus. [Good Morning America]

You’d think that all of the studies about the effects of drinking, smoking, and doing drugs while pregnant would make women cease partying for nine months at the very least. Who wants their child to be born with fetal alcohol syndrome or a heroin addiction? Well, apparently some women are okay with taking the risk. A University of Washington study found that 77 percent of women cigarette smokers and 50 percent of women marijuana smokers used those substances at some time during their pregnancy. Part of the problem is that men’s levels of drinking, smoking, and marijuana use remain stable before, during, and after pregnancy. So, when the aromatic smell of pot is in the air, you forget that you’re with child? [Newswise]