One company across the pond is trying to pass a new policy that bans something sexist, dangerous and hazardous to women’s health: high heels. Oh yes, while most people think the British Trade Union Congress should be dealing with labor policies, the mostly male organization is currently tackling Christian Louboutins. They are drafting a ban on heels over one-inch tall. Keep reading »
I normally find conventions kind of creepy and cult-like, but this one actually sounds amazing: The National Single Cougars Convention for Young Men & Older Women in Silicon Valley. I’m not sure at what age you become a legitimate cougar, but I do know that the second I turned 30, much younger boys were popping out of bars and subway cars, falling over themselves to get a whiff of me. Well…I may be exaggerating, but this is my fantasy, so please don’t interrupt. But seriously, there’s something appealing about a younger guy who is still un-jaded about dating and who is still willing to take risks. That’s why I am seriously considering this convention. In my fantasy, all the gorgeous successful thirty- and forty-somethings will wear ball gowns, while dashing young twenty-something men carry our champagne glasses and feed us grapes. I like it. After the jump, the details. Keep reading »
Twitter is down for the count. The massive social stalking site, depended on by 45 million bored office workers, celebrity-obsessed girls and tech-savvy geeks, is down due to “a denial-of-service attack.” People who perpetrate attacks like this use millions of computers to access a specific site. The site can’t handle the massive increase in new users and has to shut down. I could let this slide if the rest of my social-networking sites were working. But, horror of horrors, Facebook and LiveJournal are having issues, too! This is kind of like a social apocalypse. Looks like I’m going to have to work on that report I’ve been procrastinating on after all. Or pretend it’s 2003. I wonder how Friendster’s doing? [Washington Post]
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Back in March, Annika posted about a robot supermodel walking the catwalk who was threatening to take jobs away from the ranks of sniveling supermodels. Now that robot, otherwise known as HRP-4C, has gone bridal. The bride bot, who was created by Japan’s National Institute of Advanced Industrial Science and Technology, made her blushing debut in an Osaka fashion show and wore a princess bride creation by designer Yumi Katsura. She didn’t exactly speed down the runway, but she did slowly glide down the catwalk, casting sidelong glances at the audience to the tune of Michael Jackson‘s “Billie Jean.” After the jump, check out the video of the fembot bride and her glow-in-the-dark wedding dress. [Tokyo Mango] Keep reading »
My accountant father always complains that I’m an expensive kid. Well lookie here, Pops: the USDA’s Center for Nutrition Policy and Promotion just released a study that says a middle-income family will spend about $221,000 raising a child through age 17. See Dad… I’m not the only one! But since they stopped the survey at age 17, it’s scary to think that in reality, the quarter of a million dollars is only a fraction of the nearly half a million dollars parents will end up dishing out for their kid’s college tuition. Second to the pain involved in the birthing process, I think this is one of the top reasons not to have rugrats. Keep reading »
Sure, we all cringed at “Baby Alive” — like your kid doesn’t eat, poop and pee enough, they had to have a toy that does too. But even that pales in comparison to the grossness that is the new breastfeeding baby doll. Yes, you read that right. Because of all the things a little girl needs to know about being a woman, learning how to breast-feed before she even has breasts needs to happen ASAP. Spanish toy maker, Berjuan, has just released Bebe Gloton, translation “Baby Glutton.” And this hungry baby cries until its child mama suckles it. The doll even comes with a nursing bra for mom! Do kids have to grow up this fast? Check out the video after the jump, but warning: you may be the one who ends up crying.
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