When my brother texted me a picture of this sign that he found hung up on the wall of his rural high school, I knew I had found my true calling. I mean, I’ve come across many miniature horse care and feeding jobs in my day, but none with such a flexible schedule. Amelia, consider this post my two weeks’ notice. Time to give this mysterious “Carol” a call…
The other day I needed to put my hair up before a shower, so I groggily reached into the little jar of bobby pins on my bathroom counter, felt around a bit, and realized it was empty. Totally empty. Despite the fact that I’d just bought one of those massive value buckets of bobby pins, like, two weeks ago. I checked all the usual places–bedside table, purse pockets, under the sink–and sure enough, no bobby pins. Seriously, where have all the
cowboys bobby pins gone? Where does every single bobby pin I’ve ever owned disappear to? Here are my theories… Keep reading »
Dear Tattooed Poet,
You got the following poem tattooed on your shoulder: “Roses are red/ My name is Dave/ This poem makes no sense/ Microwave.” Obviously you have a way with words and a keen eye for art. I wrote you a little response poem that I hope you’ll enjoy:
Violets are blue
My name is Winona
I like your poem tattoo
It gave me a bonah.
Care to escort me to the tattoo parlor and make this official?
I’m not sure if it’s God or Anna Wintour or the Pantone people who come up with the trendy color names every season, but this fall the fashion world is going crazy for “oxblood,” a deep burgundy that we can only assume is the same hue as, well, ox blood. Beautiful color, totally gross name, right? But I guess it could be worse. Here are 10 alternative names for oxblood that I’m very glad I won’t be seeing in Vogue anytime soon… Keep reading »
Smoking while pregnant isn’t defensible.
But you know what else isn’t defensible? Pointing a gun at a pregnant woman. Keep reading »
The title of this post is somewhat of a misnomer because the South Carolina woman who discovered her ex-boyfriend had been living in her attic had already broken up with him 12 years ago. So maybe it would be more accurate to have titled it “You’re Getting Evicted From My Crawlspace”? Keep reading »
Is there anything more entertaining than when celebrities read from trashy books? “No Reservations” star Anthony Bourdain is no Gilbert Gottfried reading 50 Shades Of Grey but he does bring a certain Jersey-fied panache to Snooki’s novel, A Shore Thing. Oh, God, I just realized she (“her ghostwriter”) is probably going to write a novel about having a baby. [BlackBook Mag]
Oh, New York Fashion Week, we can always count on you to give us some seriously WTF outfits mixed in with all the gorgeous gowns and fabulous new trends. To give you a sample of the weirdest moments of this week’s S/S ’13 shows, we’ve rounded up 10 crazy outfits and dreamed up some places and situations where they might actually be appropriate. Click through to check ‘em out…
Finally a team of physicists has devoted the proper time and effort to answering the age old question, “Is it better to bite into a round piece of candy, or continually suck on it?” In a paper poetically titled, “Sticky physics of joy: On the dissolution of spherical candies,” researchers from the University of Graz in Austria described the results of an experiment in which they placed spherical candies in a water bath made to replicate the pH levels and movement of a human mouth and observed the way they dissolved over time. The researchers expected the candy to vanish exponentially, but their findings indicated that the candies dissolved at a constant linear rate instead. What does this mean for candy enthusiasts? Keep reading »