On one hand, I do not envy this poor woman at all. Giving birth on NYC’s filthy sidewalk, right out in the open, with strangers — helpful though they may be — all around me? Shudder. Oh and how convenient, the local news is right there, ready to capture the whole thing on film! Even worse. (Though I’m guessing she had to give her permission for them to air it, in which case she must not have minded that much?) And such helpful commentary from eyewitnesses: “She was like, ‘oh, my God, the baby’s coming.’ And then I could see the baby’s head coming out.” But on the other hand, a labor so speedy that you don’t even have time to make it to the hospital? That sounds easier than a lot of birth stories I’ve heard. (For the record, mom and baby are doing a-okay!) [HyperVocal]
Those of us with with a uterus know what it’s like to be desperate for a heating pad to ease the writhing, stabbing pain from menstruation cramps. It turns out, we could go for a little more relief directly at the source — by way of Korea, there now exist heated panty liners. The blog British Beauty Blogger posted pictures of the pad, which her friend picked up on a trip to Japan. She said the package contains a “heated sachet,” which gets very hot and is not to be worn “directly in contact with your nethers.” I guess it’s not so much a “heated panty liner” as a heated object you wear it underneath a panty liner? Either way, the whole concept of a heated panty liner seems similar to stuffing those handwarmers that people put in their mittens down your panties.
If any Frisky readers speak Korean, I would love a translation on the packaging of what I think are the suggested uses for a heated panty linter because half of them don’t make any sense from the pictures. Skiing? Sitting on a chair? Holding a baby? I don’t even want to risk any burns on my vag and/or inner thighs, so my only suggested use is laughing at this. [British Beauty Blogger] [Images via British Beauty Blogger]
This week marked the 450th anniversary of the death of Michelangelo. Cake artist Michelle Wibowo commemorated the occasion in a very, ahem, sweet way, by recreating his masterpiece, “The Creation Of Adam,” using frosting, marshmallows, and sprinkles. The resulting edible artwork is breathtaking (not to mention drool-inducing), and the entire process — which took 168 hours and half a billion cake sprinkles — was documented in this time-lapse video. It’s calming and slightly hypnotic to watch her turn a pile of sprinkles into God. And now I really want a piece of cake. [YouTube via Design Taxi]
A Japanese dentist has been arrested for performing a procedure on a patient that absolutely no one has ever heard of. When the 20-something patient visited the the office for a routine exam, the 53-year-old dentist told the woman that her teeth were badly misaligned and that he could fix them by massaging the tight muscles in her chest. No braces or anything, just a little groping will do the trick! Keep reading »
For years, Hawaii was the happiest place in the country, but this time around, another state has ranked at #1. According to Gallup’s Well-Being Index, 2013′s happiest state was — drumroll — North Dakota. The Well-Being Index factors in various aspects of life, like work environments, health, and basic access to food, water and medical care. The closer to 100 a state’s score is, the higher its residents’ quality of life. North Dakota scored a 70.4, followed by South Dakota, Nebraska, Minnesota and Montana. I’m just as surprised as you are. States in the Midwest and West fared best on the wellbeing scale, while the South scored the lowest. The most sadface of states, weighing in with a score of 61.4, is West Virginia — for the fifth year in a row. Bummer. Keep reading »
The Tranquility Pod is here, and it’s kind of terrifying. This thing is not your standard waterbed, it’s a vibrating musical playground in your bed. The fiberglass pod, which looks like a scary spaceship, has a six-foot octagonal waterbed inside and LED “mood lighting” that moves in time with your pulse. The bed itself is temperature-controlled and covered in suede and memory foam. The best part? The bed’s 80-watt audio system includes a subwoofer in the bottom of the bed to make the sound waves move right through you. This could be a bachelor pad nightmare, or it could be the best sexytimes you’ve ever had. Hammacher Schlemmer, the company behind the creation, is only asking $30,000 for it. Can’t I just rent it for one nap? [Wired]
Finding an old douche at New York City Hall isn’t breaking news. Finding a 19th-century feminine hygiene device is.
Archaeologists uncovered a 3-inch contraceptive artifact during a 2010 excavation along the north side of City Hall in Manhattan — but thought it was a spice grinder until this year, DNAinfo reports. Read more on Huffington Post…
Alas, our days of ignorant bliss about the contents of Hot Pockets are over. Giant Foods has issued a massive recall of Philly Steak & Cheese Hot Pockets, because they may have been filled with “diseased and unsound” meat from a processing plant that evaded FDA inspections. As gross as the exact details are, is anyone really shocked at the revelation that a product called a “hot pocket” is made with sub-par meat? I think comedian Jim Gaffigan said it best: “What was the idea behind Hot Pockets? Was there a guy in a marketing meeting somewhere, like, ‘Hey I got an idea: How about we take a Pop-Tart and fill it with really nasty meat? You could cook it in a sleeve thing, and you could dunk it in the toilet.’”
Seriously though, if you have Philly Steak & Cheese Hot Pockets in your freezer, DO NOT EAT THEM. Take them back to the store, get your money refunded, and then watch Jim’s entire Hot Pockets routine, which I’ve posted below for posterity’s sake. Keep reading »