If you live in Manhattan, a new app called PRIV will send beauty, fitness, or wellness pros right to your apartment within an hour. Through PRIV, you can request a personal trainer, yoga instructor, masseuse, hairstylist, manicurist or aspray-tanning pro to pay a house call (or even visit your office). Essentially, it’s like the Uber of beauty and fitness. Where was this service during all my high school sleepovers? Considering how far ahead I have to call to get a hair appointment in New York, this app is a potential lifesaver. I keep daydreaming about how nice it would be to ring up a manicurist and have my nails done while I sit on the couch watching Netflix, or have a yoga instructor pay me a visit when I’m in a funk. Scrolling through the app is like looking at a shopping list of available certified professionals in your vicinity. The pros have profiles posted that share their work history and talents, and service is available 24/7. The app itself is free, and each service has a set price listed when you choose it, including tip, which is a far cry from that awkward moment at the end of a salon appointment when you find out a surprise fee has been tacked onto your bill. PRIV intends to expand beyond Manhattan to the rest of New York City shortly (come visit me in Brooklyn, PRIV!), and services will be available in San Francisco, LA and Miami by 2015. Sounds like a sweet deal to me. New Yorkers, have any of you tried it? [PRIV]
You know that moment when you’re trying to get into downward dog, only to be interrupted by your actual dog? Apparently, it’s pretty much an epidemic among yogi pet owners. Whether yoga is your thing or not, it’s hard not to giggle at these pets stealing the show while their humans are trying to get their namaste on. [Huffington Post]
From what I understand, one of the things that many yoga practitioners like about the practice is that it can be done by anyone at anytime. But I think we can all agree that one yogi took that a little too literally when she decided to strip down to her skivvies and started doing yoga poses on a Ocala, Florida (duh), roadway. Michele Cernak, 51, was charged with multiple drug counts after police responded to 911 calls alerting them to a nearly nude woman doing downward dog in the middle of the street. When the cops arrived, they found heroin, a syringes, hydrocodone pills and a crack pipe in Cernak’s still-running car nearby, and she admitted that she had injected herself with heroin. While Cernak looks blissed out in her mugshot, you know what I imagine is not good for your qi, no matter how much naked outdoor yoga you do? Opiates. [NY Daily News]
Hilaria Baldwin — Alec Baldwin’s yoga instructor wife and mother of his baby daughter — is doing some Instagram challenge, posting a daily photo of herself doing yoga with the hashtag #yogapostureoftheday. This is one way to make use of your grossly expensive designer stove! I’m inspired! I’m starting late, but for the rest of the year, I’m going to post one photo a day of me staring dead-eyed at my laptop screen with the hashtag #bloggerfaceoftheday. Get excited. [Instagram]
Yoga is an ancient Indian practice that originated thousands of years ago to involve your mind, body, spirit soul and … horse?
That’s right, we said, horse. Watch this horse and trainer practice together on Huffington Post…
YouTube yogi jahzyoga was trying to get her namaste on, but her cat Milo had other ideas in mind. The curious kitty couldn’t help photobombing her video because, as we all know, when cats demand attention, they demand it. [Glamour]
You might be sick to death of me writing about yoga. If you are, my apologies. But there’s one last thing I have to cover before I go back to resting in child’s pose. The other day I saw a friend’s Facebook status and it disheartened me so much that I could not remain silent. It said:
“This dude just told me how much he is into yoga and how he is starting to teach and that I should start practicing so I can ‘lose some weight.’”
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Trigger warning: this video and the text below contain accounts of rape and sexual assault.
On last night’s “Nightline,” three of Bikram Choudhury’s five sexual assault accusers bravely came forward to talk about the horrors they suffered at the hands of the yoga guru. Honestly, I had read about the charges, but the first-hand accounts were far more disturbing than I imagined. As a newly minted yoga teacher and a long-time yogi, these women’s stories rocked me to the core. To think of a practice that has been such a positive influence in my life being perverted by the most disgusting form of victimization is gut wrenching. As Sarah Baughn, the first woman to come forth in the media with her charges, says, “My daughter one day looked at me and said…’Mommy I want to be just like you. I want to be a yoga teacher.’ And all I could think was, ‘You can’t do that. You’ll get raped.’” Keep reading »
Oh for fuck’s sake, fine, I’ll respond to the click-baiting article about yoga on xoJane. A writer going by the name of Jen Caron (her real name, Jen Polachek, was removed as the byline following the backlash to her article) has written the following essay: “It Happened To Me: There Are No Black People In My Yoga Classes And I’m Suddenly Uncomfortable With It.” Caron is a self-described “skinny white girl” and what “happened to” her is a “fairly heavy black woman” attended her yoga class and seemingly had a difficult time with some of the poses. Obviously, Caron writes, the fat Black woman who isn’t as “good” at yoga must resent her, in all her skinny white yogic glory, and this (utterly imagined) racially-charged tension made Caron uncomfortable. But the discomfort, the ruined yoga class, was worth it because isn’t her essay about it brave and compassionate? Jen Caron cares. Keep reading »