As a kid, did you ever have those plastic fingertips that let you pretend you had long, red nails? This finger ring by Delfina Delettrez kind of reminds us of that. Except this is the version for rich kids. Or something.
The silver accessory also has a customizable element—it comes with a bottle of nail polish, or you can paint your own color on to the nail. Red! Pink! Glitter! Have all the fun you want, and just change it out when you’re done. Hey, wait — doesn’t that mean that our own nails are customizable, too? Huh. And why did we want this ring again? [Style.com] Keep reading »
Why hello there, Pete Wentz, glad you’re here. We have something rather important to discuss with you. It has come to our attention that you’re wearing far too much makeup, even if your intention was to make it “pop” on the red carpet. In fact, we’ve tolerated your guyliner ways for a long time now, but when you show up to the party wearing more paint than your girl and your name is not David Bowie, then that’s when you know you need to shut it down, my friend. The heavy pancake foundation (in the wrong shade for your skin tone we might add), the extravagant eye makeup, the shimmery lip gloss — it’s all too much to take in. Now go get yourself some industrial-strength makeup remover and get the hell out of here. Keep reading »
Apparently, Hollywood pressure can really get to a (spice) girl. Mel B is married to some producer dude who had something to do with some new movie called, “Bad Lieutenant: Port Of Call New Orleans” that we will likely never see. It premiered last night. Whatever. But The Daily Mail reports that when she realized “she would be sharing the red carpet with A-listers Eva Mendes and Charlize Theron, she knew she would have to go the extra mile to get attention.” Oddly, she kind of went the opposite of an extra mile and uh, fell a little short. Seriously. Tragically. Short. [The Daily Mail]
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Sure, critics say Vogue
has lost touch with today’s modern women, but uh, you kinda have to see it (via video) to believe it. In this edition of “60 Seconds To Chic,” host Louise Roe explores how to wear the winter boot. And boy, is it full of gems! There’s the batcrackers your-boss-will-think-you’re-insane first look that she suggests is “good to go to the office,” a screaming green fur Russian cap served up with the sunny, helpful, “Don’t be scared to wear a hat!” and, finally, bare legs and an evening dress paired with wild, ’80s-style Sorrel boots for an ensemble that says you are a very practical girl. You’re also freezing to death. [Fashionista
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In our digital age, that old hand-to-mouth trick to check your breath is so passé. (Plus unreliable if you just caressed your hands with some scented lotion. Ahh, guava patchouli breath … mmm. Kidding.) That’s why there’s this Date Breath Checker, a hilarious Japanese (of course) gadget that reads the levels of grossness on your breath. Helping you prep for that first date kiss, all you do is blow into the purse-sized device, and it analyzes your odor through a series of very technical smiley/frowny faces. Happy icon? That sweet crème brulée did you good. Sad face? Why did you even suggest Indian in the first place? Keep reading »
Apparently, the buyers at New Zealand boutique Superette think the clothes they sell are so bitchin’ they’d still look cute on a dead girl. Congrats on turning the statement “I wouldn’t be caught dead in that!” on its head, but we think your ad is a bit tacky (and creepy), guys. Let’s take a look at the implications of this particular ad, shall we? Keep reading »
Hallelujah! We interrupt your moment of worrying about impending crow’s feet and forehead creases to distract you with yet another aging “ailment” that you need to start fixating on ASAP! Whether you’ve considered it or not, your cleavage has the potential to get old and crinkly, just like the rest of you! First on the menu — for all you mild cases out there — we’ve got a backwards-looking, cup-less bra (pictured) that promises to prevent those unfortunate chest creases you get while sleeping. Order La Decollette here immediately, because let’s face it: It’s a great holiday gift for you, your mom and grandma. But that’s not all! Keep reading »
Was your neighborhood overrun with Lady Gaga impersonators this Halloween? For all those crazy fans out there, the wig-wearing diva is giving up a strand of her real hair to make their dreams come true. She’s selling a deluxe box set — complete with the book of Gaga, “The Fame” album, eight new songs, 3D glasses, and to top it all off, a lock of her hair. The price tag on this Gaga-licious item is $114.98. No word on where the money is going, but we’re pretty sure it’ll be added to the funds for her crazy costumes. We say this is way creepy. It was weird enough when Elvis sold his hair, but oh wait, he was dead already and he is also the King. Thoughts? [Mirror] Keep reading »
My Facebook page has been taken over by FarmVille updates. So-and-so just harvested their stock! Your friend just sold his wares! Help your neighbor scare off crows! And on, and on, and on. The game is sweeping the social networking world and, apparently, running people’s lives. One man gets up in the middle of the night in order to harvest his crops. A husband made his hungry, pregnant wife wait while he tended to his raspberries. Conversations revolve around FarmVille coins and experience rankings. Really?!! Keep reading »
There’s a new online fashion magazine out there called Flamboyant, and its debut issue presents this “artistic” spread of designer-inspired loaves of bread. In the mix are carb-loaded replicas modeled after brands like Hermès, Valentino, and Vivienne Westwood. Normally, we squeal girlishly (um, you know, on the inside) at these types of conceptual fashion/food photographs. Remember those Chanel and Louis Vuitton cupcakes?
While we get the idea, Flamboyant‘s take doesn’t quite follow through. OK fine, we’re just going to come out and say it: that Burberry “croissant” looks like a turd. Yum! [Fashion Copious] Keep reading »