Lady Gaga took some nude photos that appear in the newest issue of V magazine. She’s back on the publicity prowl, promoting her new record Art Pop, and that’s great. Whats not so great is the weird Photoshop job that was done to this particular shot. I mean, just where has Lady Gaga’s vagina gone? Did it have other plans? A swim meet to compete in? Groceries to purchase? Maybe it was feeling under the weather that day, and decided to stay home and rest up. Whatever the case, it seems that Lady Gaga’s Vagina, like it’s owner, is forging its own unique path. Click through to see what we’re talking about. Keep reading »
Womanhood is a glorious, many-petaled flower. (Or something.) But there are some times when being a lady really sucks. Like, say, when you know you put a tampon in the night before and you know you didn’t take it out and now you can’t find it. It’s really missing. Seriously, where did that little bugger go?! Join me on every step of this special journey, after the jump… Keep reading »
A Wisconsin newspaper just made “The Vagina Monologues” a whole lot dirtier: changing the title to XXXXXXX. The Ashland Daily Press censored the word “vagina” in an ad for the upcoming production of the famous Eve Ensler play. In the ad the word “vagina” was marked out repeatedly with Xs in order to obscure the word. The paper also removed the full description of the production and an additional warning that the play contained material about violence against women, sexual content, and graphic language. At least on their web site, the Ashland Daily Press explained that in the play women “reference subject pertaining to women’s bodies, different experiences both good and traumatic, self image and empowerment.” It looks like they could use a little empowerment of their own if they’re still treating “vagina” like a dirty word. [Jezebel]
Non-theater geeks, gather ’round ye all and let me school you in the art of radical street theater. Really, there’s not much schooling to be done; the former actor in me wanted to write a pretentious sentence. But…street theater! It’s when performers take their acting to the street and engage real, unsuspecting onlookers as their audience. This is what members of the Nomadic Academy of Fools, a UK theater troupe, were doing when they hit Glastonbury High Street in a penis and vagina costume respectively to promote their forthcoming play.
“We’re trying to highlight the contradiction in society,” said Joanne Tremarco, the woman dressed as a vagina.
Um, obviously. I got it right away.But some non-theater loving fool, did not understand the message. He took offense to the walking, talking genitals and began to attack Chris Murray, the man dressed as a penis. Keep reading »
This week Tori Spelling tweeted: “O-M-G … My husband @Deanracer just surprised me w/ hottest ‘Tori’ tattoo in an unbelievably intimate spot I’m blown away!”
Of course, she didn’t show us a picture of this intimate tattoo, but based on the other bad “Tori” tattoo on his elbow, we can only guess that Dean got her beloved pet chicken Coco inked on his taint. I’m sure we’ll see a Twitpic or Vine video of it soon enough … whether we want to or not.
Here are some more celebs who got intimate tattoos. [US Weekly]
Starbucks’ baristas getting customers’ names wrong is the stuff of legends — and “Saturday Night Live” skits.
As a “Julie” I’m pretty much guaranteed to get a cup with “Judy” scrawled across it, but fuck it, I’ll live. Amelia’s gotten Amoeba. Ami’s gotten Emmy. The name Virginia, though, is apparently a bit trickier. Earlier this week, a woman named Virginia visited a Starbucks in Hong Kong and got a cup with “Vagina” scrawled across it. The woman’s sister was angered by the is-this-my-sister’s-name-or-my-genitals Starbucks experience, and posted a note on the store’s Facebook page. Keep reading »
A long time ago in a galaxy far, far away … OK, it was last year in The Frisky office … I was going to get my first-ever (and last-ever) Brazilian bikini wax. I was curious, but also terrified. Pain and I are not friends. So I asked Amelia, my boss and friend and person who had made an appointment at the waxing spa at the exact same time as me so we could go together, if she would stay in the room with me and hold my hand. And you know what she said?
Fast forward to last week when, for some reason, Amelia was talking about a friend she once had who wouldn’t let her borrow her compact to check whether she had a tampon stuck inside her. She asked if we’d let her borrow the compact in such a situation. As a noted germaphobe, I said, “Um, no?” Cue hellfire and brimstone raining down upon me.
It’s clear to me now that when there are friends (and bosses) and vaginas, there are complex and varying levels of closeness. Let’s unpack them, after the jump: Keep reading »
I don’t what Amanda Bynes has in mind for Drake to do to her vagina. But in my world, vagina killers are a bad thing. #novaginakillers [DListed]
So, I use a lot of Google Alerts to constantly refresh me with story ideas here at The Frisky. One of those Google Alerts is for the word “vagina.” I write about ladybusiness, so you would think the word “vagina” would come up a lot, right? Not true. It’s mostly news stories about the Eve Ensler play “The Vagina Monologues” or random people writing into Yahoo messages boards asking questions about why their/their partner’s vagina smells like it does.
But occasionally, occasionally, there will be some stories in my “vagina” Google Alert that make me at once giggle and despair for humanity. You see, people put a lot of things up there. Things that don’t belong in the vagina. After the jump, a couple of questionable decisions people across America made this week:
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