Bodypainting has come a long way from scrawling Obama’s visage on our naked bodies.
Experts like Gesine Marwedel – whose body art is featured below – are integrating the human form into their work, and we can’t get enough. Marwedel’s surreal depictions of animals, the human body and nature will have you wondering whether you’re actually looking at a human body.
“Body painting is not just paint to a living canvas; it is receiving the body shapes in the design, painting on and with the body,” Marwedel says on her website (in German). “It is the transformation of a human into a breathing, moving, living work of art.” Read more on Huffington Post…
Apparently, Cinderella’s Royal Table is the Lamborghini of Disney World restaurants. If you haven’t made a reservation for the highly-coveted princess eatery at least six months in advance, you can forget about it. One 10-year-old Disney World guest, however, did not find the experience to her liking, and wants to save future Disney visitors the trouble. In a one-star review under the TripAdvisor username WDWexpert, she shared her subpar experience of dining surrounded by princess-loving plebs with plastic wands and being offered the most mediocre of food options: chicken nuggets. The full review is too good not to include in its entirety:
We went to this restaurant for dinner after having heard that it was one of the best at WDW (Walt Disney World). Having gone to WDW many times before I can safely say that unless you have young ones that love princesses it isn’t worth your money. When I first went I was counted as an adult by disney (tickets and such) but, was ten about to turn eleven. My parents and I had saved the money to go because a) When we made our reservation we were told when we asked if it was character dining that it was not. B) We thought it would be a nice end to our trip and C) We had never gone and thought that we should try something new. Keep reading »
A former University of Oregon public safety officer is suing the University after being fired in 2012 for reporting misconduct within the school’s police department. According to the released officer James Cleavenger, a handful of his fellow officers kept a “Bowl of Dicks” list which they regularly updated instead of working. For those unfamiliar with a “Bowl Of Dicks” list, it is a list people and things that should eat a bowl of dicks. Yes, it’s that simple. Keep reading »
If social media is becoming too boring of an outlet for your selfies, consider the untapped market that is personalized toast. For a mere $75, the “toast engineers” at a novelty toaster company in Vermont will splice your high-resolution photo into a toaster, forever to be printed on Wonderbread slices of your choice. After all, “you don’t have to be famous or Jesus to have your face on toast!” (Yes, that is an actual thing their website says.)
Is there any greater gift than this in today’s age of widespread narcissism? The company’s goal is to make personalized toast more accessible to us commonfolk, because celebrities shouldn’t be the only ones who get to “create fun breakfast memories” of eating their own faces. Well, I guess toast equality one way to stick it to the one percent. Keep reading »
I don’t know why Angela Green of Cleveland, Ohio, was arrested, nor do I care. All I know is that when it came time to pose for her mugshot, she brought her A+ duckface game. MySpace tweens, takes notes. [CrimeFeed] [Photo: Splash News]
Annabelle Earl, a four-year-old Brooklyn girl, had a dream of being a flower girl but no wedding to attend. With a long dress, bouquet, and a poster that read ”Can I be your flower girl?” she took to Brooklyn City Hall to find herself a willing couple.
It sounds like a Hallmark moment, until we learn that the only reason this scenario went down is to appease the fact that her original wish for a unicorn couldn’t come true. Yes, we are actually seriously considering little girls’ requests for unicorns now. Earlier this spring, Annabelle’s mother Kim took her to Washington, D.C. They visited Yoko Ono’s “Wishing Tree” in a Smithsonian garden, and Annabelle whispered her greatest dream to the tree. Keep reading »