Tabatha over at MOB recently ranted about American Appy ads and the whole ongoing controversy surrounding the proliferation of nearly nude ladies in compromising positions awaiting some type of "good times" in what horny men can only imagine to be the near future.
Yes, the ads are ultimately sexist. Yes, Dov Charney is one step away from perv of the year (the dude has leered at more multi-culti co-eds than any 40+ year old man should ever be allowed to leer at). Yes, a hairy, creepy Dov Charney is a pretty decent explanation of why I can't date a Jewish guy (much to my mother's chagrin). And yes, everyone who buys more than just Ts and leggings (and the occasional pair of socks) at AA is kind of a really big douchebag.
But, yes, as creepy as Dov's ads are, they do promote a healthier body image than the Dior ads in the subway that have been airbrushed to death. I can't stand the fact that it's still sex that sells... but at least it's sex whose owner's got a fatty, like most girls (including me, holla!)! I hate that an upskirt contributes to really silly-high sales... but at least it's an upskirt that doesn't belong to someone with blonde hair and blue eyes.
I guess what I'm trying to say is, American Apparel ads are creepy. But I'm mostly alright with that...
Ok blog nation. In case all 7 of you dear readers haven't noticed, if there's one thing I love to gush on and on about (besides Hellz Bellz), it's nostalgia. I'm stuck in the past and cannot get enough of 90s jams, parachute pants, Lisa Frank and scrunchies. I think I'm cursed with lamenting for all eternity about how awesome life was before it hit 2002.
That's why it pains me deep in my little heart to report this really sad news. The pinnacle of education-based TV has been cancelled. READING RAINBOW is officially off the air! Two dozen Emmys and several Eric Caryle books later, the Levar Burton hosted show is being booted off the air because no financeers have stepped forward with the several hundred thousand dollars needed to renew the show's broadcast rights. That, and the fact that hope of educational programming is now pinned on a slutted up explorer with a backpack.
I know that all I have in my bank account is like, $12 and this is a recession and what not, but WHAT THE DUCES?! No one, literally NO ONE, could come up with like a hundred grand to save the butterfly in the sky?
Sadfaces abound :( I'm pouring out a little liquor for my dead homie-- RIP Reading Rainbow.
Lists are fool proof entertainment. For retards. I know this to be true because I LOVE lists! And you should too... Check out this list of a bunch of awesome shit that needs to be ruling your universe now!
Sonia Sotomayor She is one bad soon-to-be-Supreme-Court-Justicing-bitch!
Lily Allen x Chanel Potty mouth meets the King of Fashion. Loving it.
Blueberry Pancakes They are making a comeback. Trust.
I just spent $70 on a bikini. A really lame one. I totally wish I didn't drop that change, because the above one from Johnny Cupcakes is infinitely radder than the one I purchased. If you don't have a swimsuit for the summer yet, make sure to cop the "Tip Top Bikini" later this week at Johnny Cupcakes' webstore!
Nuts! I guess it's true what they say, nice shoppers finish last :(
Two celeb tattoos in one week, it must be something in the water...
Check out little Miss Edgy, Cassie, flaunting her new hair and a small tattoo above her left ear last night at the NYC Museum of Natural History's 40th Anniversary Celebration of the Lunar Landing hosted by Louis Vuitton.
Can't make out what it says, but I'm not mad at it! Definitely cute! Can't say the same for that hair though...
Nitrolicious has just posted some preview images of Marc Jacob's new back-to-school capsule collection, priced at a lower price point to satisfy his growing legion of fans that have made the designer a household name.
Real talk? This collection is so sad. I've seen more fashionable and creative pieces at Rainbow, in their sale section. Yes Marc, I am broke. But no, I do not want to wear a lame striped jersey scarf, nor do I want to wear a fugly pair of tapered denim high-waters! The Ts are kind of OK, but not for the jacked up price they'll probably be charging!
The only way I could envision these items being remotely cool is if a fabulous 84 year old Miami woman named Doris decided to rock the striped leggings with the cheetah print top. Doris would definitely be able to pull this shit off...
Ok, so yes there were some teleprompter/audio/folks hittin' old age issues, but you have to appreciate the sentiment going on here! I'm surprised half of these dudes still move as well as they do... choreography was not lacking.
These hot bitches have had a long day of kickin' ass and taking names. When they woke up this morning, they were never planning on dealing with half of the shit they dealt with, from the pot of frijoles boiling over, to the kids sneaking one too many cookies from the fuckin' cookie jar. They had to put the rest of the world in its place, let everyone know that they run shit. You heard them, they run shit!
But, alas it's all in a days work. When the last dish has been washed and the final shirt folded, sometimes you've got to let go of all that stress and sit back with a phat cigar. Just take a puff. Inhale and let it out.
I met him outside of the Lykke Li show I went to with the Queen B of one of our favorite blogs, Absquatulation. Being a boy from the Bronx, he is surrounded by a very stereotypical image of what's "street" or "hard", but that doesn't stop the kid from taking chances! Chances that include a blindingly white pair of thermal leggings under his cut-off shorts.
When asked about the inspiration behind his choice to rock the soft spandex tights, Gabriel had a very reasonable explanation: "My legs be cold sometimes when I wear shorts!". BRILLIANCE!
God bless Gabriel and all the other fashion "risk-takers" out there...
The return of the Scrunchie, in all it's mighty, Kimmy Gibbler glory! I personally cannot wait until my hair is long enough to pull back with one of these beauties! Scrunchies remind me of my youth, POGS, and Lisa Frank stationary. Basically, all the things that could ever make a young girl happy.
So, those of us over 15 know that the whole indie-kinda-geeky-yet-really-hot thing that Kristen Stewart has going on is completely manufactured by a dedicated team of PR specialists, studio honchos, and understated stylists. Not one of the Twilight rabid fans, I've had very little exposure to the fledgling star beyond her appearances on TV and in the media. Overall, she's generally painted into the corner of indie-up-and-comer, part of the new generation of slightly awkward, emo-influenced celeb lites that are striking a chord with the youth of America. Not a youth, my general response to this so far has been very little beyond "whack, son!".
How can you deny the endearing innocence of this moment, though?! The klutzy, clunky, teen girl within swooned for a minute, reminding me that somewhere inside us all lies a little awkward adolescent that likes to rear its clumsy head every now and then.
Kristen Stewart, you're winning me over. Keep up the good work!
I found this pic of the now-kaput hip hop royal couple, Nas and Kelis, online, coupled with some disturbing rumors regarding the demise of their marriage. Gossip would indicate that the wedded ones split due to Nas cheating on a 7-month-preggers Kelis. I hope the gossip ain't true, because that would be a sad way for the prominent, tastemaking couple to go out. They truly were hip hop royalty, RIP Nas and Kelis and everything their free-spiritied, hip-hop-hood-love stood for.
How gangster is this newly released Fendi bicycle? At the low low price of $9,500, you too can wheel around town in style, complete with leather GPS holder and leather and fur saddlebags!
Ahhh. A room only legends have told of! It's been written about, gossiped about, and was even a major part of an episode plot line of Sex and the City. It's the cotton candy that dreams are made of, feast your eyes the Accessories Closet at Vogue!
When I interned at Glamour's Accessories Department for a semester, I thought that was amazing. At least I thought that for the first 1.5 weeks. But the more I wrapped up shoes from the PR Co.s and unpacked handbags coming back from shoots, the luster of designer handbags and jewels wore off...
Despite that, I would love a playdate in this closet! Conde Nast, hook it up yo!
Danger is officially the poster child for "motha-fucka-I-is-straight-crazy".
Tabatha over at MOB recently ranted about American Appy ads and the whole ongoing controversy surrounding the proliferation of nearly nude ladies in compromising positions awaiting some type of "good times" in what horny men can only imagine to be the near future. 
Sonia Sotomayor 
Lily Allen x Chanel
Blueberry Pancakes
Sarah Morrison Blogging over at MOB
Living Single
Gilt Fuse
All Things Gold
Angela Bower
I just spent $70 on a bikini. A really lame one. I totally wish I didn't drop that change, because the above one from Johnny Cupcakes is infinitely radder than the one I purchased. If you don't have a swimsuit for the summer yet, make sure to cop the "Tip Top Bikini" later this week at Johnny Cupcakes' webstore!
Two celeb tattoos in one week, it must be something in the water...
These hot bitches have had a long day of kickin' ass and taking names. When they woke up this morning, they were never planning on dealing with half of the shit they dealt with, from the pot of frijoles boiling over, to the kids sneaking one too many cookies from the fuckin' cookie jar. They had to put the rest of the world in its place, let everyone know that they run shit. You heard them, they run shit!
Bald and the Beautiful-- Amber Rose and Kanye West were spotted yesterday back together again, and shopping at American Apparel in SoHo.
The return of the Scrunchie, in all it's mighty, Kimmy Gibbler glory! I personally cannot wait until my hair is long enough to pull back with one of these beauties! Scrunchies remind me of my youth, POGS, and Lisa Frank stationary. Basically, all the things that could ever make a young girl happy.
