When Amy Poehler and Will Arnett called it quits, I was totally bummed. When Taye Diggs and Idina Menzel were dunzo, I despaired. Don’t even get me started on Britney and Justin, whose demise I am still not over. With the devastating demise of Hollywood relationships, it’s easy to throw in the towel and give up all hopes of lifelong love. If the beautiful, talented and rich can’t make it work, what hope do the rest of us have?
That said, lasting celebrity romance does exist. And this Valentine’s Day, let’s see what Oprah dug up on what keeps some of Hollywood’s favorite couples going. She sat down to talk about the marriages of Beyonce and Jay Z, Tina Turner and Erwin Bach, Stephen Colbert and Evelyn McGee-Colbert, Magic and Cookie Johnson, and Hugh Jackman and Deborra-Lee Furness. As the celebs talked about their ups and downs and what keeps their love alive, I may have teared up a little. At the end of the day, they’re just like the rest of us! [Huffington Post]
Admittedly a cappella is not for everyone. For those of you who are suffering from “Breaking Bad” withdrawal (all of us), have a listen to this a cappella cover of the show’s theme song. The Warp Zone, the group of comedians behind the video, have done the same for theme songs of shows like “Doctor Who” and “Game of Thrones.” And they do it in costume! Have a listen? [Laughing Squid]
In a perfect world, an athlete coming out as gay wouldn’t even be considered news. But in the world we live in, college football player Michael Sam’s decision to come out of the closet before the NFL draft is headline-making and controversial. Sam — who, if drafted, would be the first openly gay player in the NFL — has received a lot of support from all over, but it’s especially moving to see him defended and championed by someone like Texas sportscaster Dale Hansen. Especially since Hansen, an older white man from Texas, quotes Audre Lorde while doing so. Awesome. [Twenty Two Words]
I consider myself a romantic and love it when the person I’m crushing on, dating, or seriously involved with puts forth an effort to woo me. Seriously, nothing will make my panties drop faster than a guy giving me a bouquet of gorgeous peonies, my favorite flower. But that’s about as traditionally romantic as my wooing tastes go. It’s not that I’m high maintenance; it’s just that most traditional “romantic” gestures strike me as fake and over-the-top, or just plain irritate and embarrass me. Like, in all my years hate-watching “The Bachelor,” I don’t think I’ve ever thought, Oh man, I wish someone would take me on a fairytale date like this! And, in speaking to my friends, it turns out that I’m not alone. So fellas, if you’re thinking about how to woo your special lady this Valentine’s Day (or any day, really, as Valentine’s Day as a concept is about as fake romantic as they come), I suggest nixing these seven supposedly swoon-worthy gestures in favor of something more personal and creative.
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If you were alive in the ’90s and liked poetry, chances are you liked slam poetry. Or at least went to a slam poetry performance, even if you didn’t like it. My first exposure to slam poetry was during a creative writing class at summer camp when I was 14; we watched the PBS series “The United States Of Poetry.” One poet in particular stood out: Maggie Estep. Her slam poem from “The United States Of Poetry,” called “I’m An Emotional Idiot,” was unlike any of the Emily Dickinson or e.e. cummings poems that bored me in school. She was brave, bold, opinionated, and stomped the streets of New York City with more attitude that I assumed a mousy poetess could ever have. Throughout the ’90s. Estep appeared on MTV’s “Spoken Word Unplugged” (yeah, that was actually a thing) and “Beavis And Butthead,” HBO’s “Def Poetry Jam,” and performed at Lollapalooza and Woodstock. She recorded two spoken word albums and wrote seven books. The A.V. Club reports through the blog East Village Grieve that Maggie Estep died on Monday at age 50. I was sad not to have seen more of her work during her living years. But I hope that Estep knew during her life that she was an inspiration to at least one teenage girl with lots of feelings. [AV Club, MaggieEstep.com]
Guys, we spoke too soon. I really don’t think Ryan Gosling and Eva Mendes have broken up. For starters, he was finally spotted for the first time in months and where was he? Driving Eva’s car. And then yesterday, Eva appeared on “Ellen” and debunked those rumors that she’s pregnant. But she also made a joke about spending Valentine’s Day crying and watching “The Notebook,” which just seems like a really obvious way of reminding us that she’s actually going to spend V-Day with the real Ryan, in the flesh, probably reenacting that bathtub scene, HUMBLEBRAG HUMBLEBRAG. Whatever. I’m going to a cat’s birthday party on Valentine’s Day, how do you like them apples? [Buzzfeed]
Everything about “Achy Breaky 2″ — the “hip hop” version of “Achy Breaky Heart” by the rapper Buck 22 and Billy Ray Cyrus — is an embarrassment to vibrations we call “sound.” I don’t think anyone would call this monstrosity “hip hop.” Or country music. Or a song, really. From the sexy alien ladies twerking, to the appearance by Larry King, to the reference to his daughter Miley’s song “Wrecking Ball,” it’s more like a cesspool of poor decision-making. Watch — and listen! — at your own risk. The Cyrus family might be a greater threat to the quality of American pop culture than originally thought. [YouTube]
Atlantic City, New Jersey, has always been known as the place where your most impossible dreams can come true (or is that just me?), but this week’s Bacon Week Festival is taking the adventures to new heights. The festival is taking over the Tropicana Casino and Resort with goodies like bacon milkshakes, bacon toothpaste and and bacon-infused vodka.
For your Valentine’s Day needs, the festival includes bacon covered in chocolate and shaped like roses as well as — wait for it — bacon cupcakes. Let’s be real, that cupcake sounds like the highlight of the whole week. Attendee James Sanders did us the favor of explaining the layers of a satisfying bacon-chomping experience: Keep reading »