Two Carolina men faced jail time the past week after allegedly assaulting their girlfriends with pizza in separate cases.
Cody Sebastian Parsons, 25, was charged with assault on a female Sunday evening after North Carolina police responded to a domestic disturbance call, WFMY reported.
According to a police report obtained by The Smoking Gun, police say Parsons became upset after slipping on a wet floor and began to curse at his girlfriend while pelting her with pizza.
In an unrelated incident on Wednesday, a different South Carolina man was charged with criminal domestic violence after police say he assaulted his girlfriend with pizza. Read more on Huffington Post…
I said it couldn’t be done. I was wrong. Here, my friends, is a cat in pantyhose, just chilling with his control top like it’s no big deal. [TruTV]
When we talk about the hair at fashion shows, we generally mean the hair on the models, not the hair on the clothes. Charlie Le Mindu certainly didn’t have convention in mind when he presented Metal Queen, his “haute coiffeur” collection, on the runway in Paris during Couture Week. “I wanted to do a collection that was inspired by the women who scare me and have a lot of charisma. So that’s why the models look like kind of sexy monsters — I want them to scare men,” said Le Mindu of his line, which features, yes, human hair (culled from extensions, no scalping necessary) protruding from the designs in every which way. Sure, why not? I mean, don’t you ever wake up in the morning and say to yourself, What I really need in my wardrobe is more human hair? [WWD]
Are you in search of the perfect clothes to emphasize your man’s “very sexy bod” this holiday season? Would you like for them to have cutouts in the shoulder area and perhaps a hand or two around the crotch? Does your guy maybe, just maybe, need a $250 bandeau bra with LED lights on the nipples? If you answered yes to all of these questions, and I know you did, look no further than Yoko Ono’s limited edition “Fashions For Men” collection, now available at Opening Ceremony. The 18-piece line is based on a book of sketches the artist gifted to John Lennon on their wedding day, which she was inspired to create “with love for his hot bod” because her man was “looking so great.”
So if your man’s bod has been looking very sexy lately, you should absolutely, no question, purchase him a pair of $250 Cutout Trousers, complete with a circular sheer mesh panel in the butt area. If you’re trying to stay on the more frugal side of things this Christmas or Hanukah, we think the $75 Butt Hoodie will suffice. Either way, your guy is bound to love whatever you choose from this can’t-be-missed collection. You can both be sure that it will emphasize his hot bod beautifully. [Opening Ceremony via The Cut]
Karl Lagerfeld vs. Martha Stewart: who is the stranger pet owner? It’s a tough call. On one hand, we have Karl, whose Siamese cat (Choupette!) inspired a Chanel couture collection and has two personal maids who keep a diary on her behalf. On the other, we have Martha, who named her kittens Emperor Ch’in (after the Chinese ruler) and Kublai Khan (after the heir to the Mongolian empire), and also owns a Chow Chow named Ghenghis Khan. Oh, wait! Martha definitely wins, and here’s why:
“As with all my new pets, I gently bit each kitten on the face. This is how I let my animals know that I am now their mother.”
There you go. [The Martha Blog via Dlisted]
Just when I start to think that disgusting displays of excess have reached capacity, someone comes up with the idea of genetically engineering stingrays in order to produce unique colorful designs on the shagreen (the hide of the stingray) to then be made into shoes. Sneakers, to be exact. This is apparently a real thing, but it seems a little, um, fishy to me. Shoe manufacturer Rayfish Footwear claims its scientists will be able to “record and recombine DNA of existing animals” to alter their skin into one of 29 patterns. Then they will make shoes out of them. The shoes will cost $1,800. I really hope that this is a hoax, and my soft, slimy friends (that time one of them killed Steve Irwin notwithstanding, god bless) who I used to stroke lovingly in a tank at the aquarium of my childhood are safe. I love/am vaguely traumatized by their little faces. [Fashionista]