Archive for April, 2009

G.W.W.E.: Bo “Boink Me!” Burnham

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We’re back with another edition of G.W.W.E. (Guys We Wanna Eff)!

This week, the release of photos of the Obama girls’ new puppy, Bo (So. Effing. CUTE!), had all of America swooning. But there’s another Bo who’s pulling my heartstrings—of course I’m talking about the sublimely funny Bo Burnham, who’s heating up the internet with his musical comedy.

At just 18, Bo has become the epitome of modern celebrity: an internet star who is breaking out big time into film and music. He has deferred his admission from the NYU class of 2012 to travel the world with his one-man “pubescent musical comedy” act, singing songs about everything from race and sex to family matters. He regularly pokes fun at himself in his songs, like in “My Whole Family,” where he laments about his parents thinking he is fat.

You can check out his not-so-innocent ditties on his YouTube channel or on his website, which includes links to his iTunes downloads and Twitter feeds. My particular favorite video of his, which can be found here, features Bo on piano before a large studio audience, where he is introduced by pop star Katy Perry. (Katy, please go back to kissing girls, and leave Bo’s cherry chapstick for the rest of us, okay?)

I actually heard about Bo from a College Candy reader, and immediately after discovering him, I sent links to all my friends (sorry, girls, for harassing you). With his mature-yet-boyish good looks, he’s like the best high school crush I never had. Oh, and did I mention he’s reportedly working on a new film with Judd Apatow? Talent + funny = eff me, please.


Cosmo Says the Darndest Things: May Edition

whitney-cosmoThis month, Cosmo released its annual “Sexy” issue. In it, they provide various, previously printed tips for seducing your man, or just feeling hot in general (apparently, paying my bills in the nude will make it “less painful.” Uh, I probably would have named something else as number 32 on the list of 50 Things to Do Naked, but that’s just me).

Additionally, Cosmo provides alternate ways to phrase creepy questions about a date’s credit card debt (pg 120), a single girl’s guide to using a camera’s self timer (apparently single girls don’t have friends to take their profile pics for them) and the hottest new accessory fashion house: Oriental Trading. Uh, the economy’s bad but do we have to resort to gummy bracelets?!

On the bright side, Cosmo’s Sexy issue did not disappoint in some arenas (he-llo naughty card game on page 136!): Katie Lee Joel’s recipe for a Mediterranean picnic made me question my aversion to olives, the Cosmo staff confessions had me LOL-ing in a very quiet section of the library, and the “Lose 5lbs in 7 Days” tips may have saved my life in preparation for pre-finals pool parties. And yet, Cosmo just wouldn’t be Cosmo without their well-intended but somewhat whack advice.

This month? The 6 sex lessons us lady folk can learn from the boys… Read More »


Celebrity Chic on the Cheap: Cameron Diaz is All Torn Up

cameron-copyIf it’s two things I love it’s ripped jeans and the Kid’s Choice Awards.

Random I know, but my mom never let me buy ripped jeans saying she wasn’t going to “spend money on something that was already ruined,” and that “ripped jeans are for homeless people.” Now that I’m on my own, I’ve found that there is actually ONE perk of being financially independent and that would be ripped, torn and tattered jeans. Take that, mommy dear.

Second, I know I’m way to old to care about the Kid’s Choice Awards, but – call me a teenybopper or call me a loser – there is just something a lot more fun (like, um, the goo that gets dumped on celebs) than your typical stuffy awards shows.

So it makes perfect sense that I hearted Cameron Diaz’s look at this year’s Kid’s Choice Awards. She looked cute, fresh and not at all like a homeless person.

For those of you who aren’t into watching programs that 10 year olds watch, I’ve broken it down for you here.

Celebrity Chic on the Cheap: Cameron Diaz is All Torn Up
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WTF Friday: TP In The Bung Hole

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Oh, this toilet paper 100% recycled? Well that’s good! Yay earth! Because that is surely what I’m noticing as I’m pulling my TP out of some mystery man’s butt. (Editor’s Note: I never thought I’d see those words in a sentence on this site.)

I have no words. None.
Ok, maybe one: EW.


I Bet You Thought Your Mom Was Bad…

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We love our mothers unconditionally. No matter how angry we get at them or how embarrassed our mothers make us, we continue to be on their side. They can yell at us, criticize us or even spend over $15,000 on plastic surgery in attempt to look like our identical twin and we will still love ‘em anyway. Wait, that last one has never happened to you?

Okay, maybe your mother hasn’t gone to the extreme like Jane Cunliffe’s mom, Janet, who believes that imitation is the sincerest form of flattery. Sure, your mother hasn’t spent thousands of dollars to change her nose, lips, breasts, hair and clothes, only to be mistaken as your younger sister. That was a bad example, but I’m sure she’s done something embarrassing that you’ve forgiven her for.

Nothing comes to mind? Well, I have ten “I-could-kill-you-I’m-so-embarrassed” moments below. Let me refresh your memory for you. If I forgot anything, please leave it in the comments, I like to know I’m not alone.

Moms are embarrassing when they…

1. Drive you to school in their pajamas.

2. Dress like you.  Juicy sweatsuits and belly shirts aren’t PTA appropriate!

3. Pull a Dina Lohan and gets all stage-mom on you.

4. Flirt with your friend’s fathers. Or your friends…

5. Lecture or yell at your friends.

6. Still lick their thumbs to wipe something off your face. For the last time, its a freckle and I’m 22 years old!

7. Try to set you up with anything with a penis.

8. Make awkward sexual jokes.

9. Wear Mom jeans. Enough said.

10. Use words like “underpants” in public.


The CC Weekly Weigh In: Our Favorite Munchies

GYI0000482119.JPGApril is a busy month: Easter, Passover, Earth Day and, our personal favorite, 4/20.

We seriously curbed our smoking habits after a pretty serious waffle binge a few years back, but we let loose – munchies and all – once a year. And that day is comin’.

We’ve already started stocking up the CollegeCandy fridge with all of our favorites: Cheez-its, tater tots, Boboli, Double Stuf Oreos, peanut butter M&Ms, etc… Now all we need is some good ole’ hashish; good thing they deliver that sort of thing in NY.

People seem to be pretty particular about their munchies. Some like it salty and others like it sweet. Some like a little crunch, while others prefer things that don’t require chewing. We are very intrigued by this (probably because we are high right now), so this week we asked the CollegeCandy writers what they prefer to chow down on after hitting the bong/bowl/brownie.

What do you crave?

Laura – St. Johns: Anything with peanut butter… Mmm.

Brithny – Duke: POCKY!!! Although I was born on Pocky Day, so I’m a little biased :]

Sarabeth – University of Texas: Don’t judge, but it’s Frito chips with a little cream cheese. nom nom

Thu – USC
: Hot brownie + ice cream = HEAVEN

Kari – FSU: 3-d Doritos….sadly they don’t make them anymore. Read More »


Candy Dish: Congrats, Heidi Klum!

seal-and-heidi1Confirmed: Heidi and Seal do it like bunnies.

A Craigslist killer is on the loose.

Miley Cyrus is taking over the world.

Harry Potter movie gets earlier release date!

WTF is going on with Tori Spelling’s boob?

Yay for being single in a recession!


I Danced Naked For Strangers!

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A few months ago my roommate and I went to a strip club with some friends. I was expecting a trashy bar with dirty-looking girls, but it wasn’t like that at all. The club was small, clean, and felt safe. The girls were all attractive, not supermodels, but they looked real. And we had a blast.

We made friends with a few of the girls, and even got one’s email address. She told us how much fun she had dancing and how empowered and sexy she felt afterward. We left that night wanting to be strippers, and swore we would do amateur night some day.

Well, we finally did it.

Amateur night happens every Tuesday. The club is 45 minutes outside the city, and neither of us have cars, so it was tricky trying to find a day we both didn’t have homework and could get a ride. My roommate’s friend offered to drive us and we no longer had any excuse to put it off. Read More »


Candy Dish: More Jennifer Aniston Stuff

ross-and-rachel_introJennifer Aniston is not really doing this, right?

Saved By The Bell is dirty!

That’s an interesting dress, Drew Barrymore.

Makeup tips from Bobbi Brown.

A stuffed bra saved her life.

Mmmm Ashton Kutcher is delicious.


Alyssa Milano Launches Girly Line of Sportswear

tigers-topAlyssa Milano has answered your prayers.

That is assuming your prayers involved girly sportswear and peasant tops with your favorite team’s logo on it.

She has recently launched her new line of sportswear for women called the “Touch Collection.” Thanks to Ms. Milano women will no longer have to suffer through sporting events in boxy sweatshirts and boys’ tees. Now we can root for our teams in feminine style!

I know I’ve spent many nights lying awake in bed wondering how I could look cute while rooting for my Tigers. I’ve spent every Saturday at the Big House hoping that I would one day be able to show off my legs while being tossed in the air after a Wolverine touchdown. I’ve scoured the malls looking for a Pistons t-shirt that could show off my curves.

Ok, so that’s all a lie.

I never really cared what I looked like for sporting events, as anyone who has ever gone to a game with me can attest. I actually like the ease of throwing on some sweats, putting my hair in a ponytail and cracking a beer at the stadium. But I have to say, this new line from Alyssa Milano is really cute. No, I don’t think I’d ever wear a peasant top or dress to a game, but I do love the sweatshirts. The logo on the hood? Adorable. The hole for your thumb in the cuff? Love it!

Trust me, when I first heard about this new line I was ready to tear it apart. As much as I tried, though, I just couldn’t. I even bought a hoodie. Maybe now that peanut vendor will stop calling me sir.

What do you think?