As far as I can tell, there are three main types of celebrities that the world fawns over.

Type 1:“The Talented Celebrity.”  Think models who have shown up on the cover of Italian Vogue, actors like Brad Pitt who have starred in everything from comedy to drama, and music moguls who come out with one hit after another (think Madonna).

Type 2: “The Train Wreck- Once Famous, Now in Rehab.”  These are people like Lindsay Lohan and Amy Winehouse, who are no doubt talented, but can’t keep themselves away from the bars and the drugs long enough to earn coveted longevity in Hollywood.

Type 3: “Why the Hell are They Famous?” The people who People Magazine, US Weekly, and Perez Hilton constantly cover, we all read about, and none of us are exactly sure what this person has done to deserve press coverage (think Anna Nicole Smith).  Below is a list of the ten best examples of these non-celebrities – the ones that take over our headlines, but haven’t done much to merit this press coverage.  And if anyone can tell me why we actually care what these people are up to…well, be my guest. Read More »

Paris Hilton’s new man carries a murse.

Dealing with a creepy coworker.

Miley’s about done with Hannah Montana.

Sacha Baron Cohen bares it all for GQ.

Fix your hair to get over a broken heart.

The best facial cleanser ever?

It is no secret that my mom wants grand kids. And not “Oops, the condom broke” grand kids, she wants the real deal. So the fact that I’ve been sans serious boyfriend for a very long time now is getting her a bit anxious. (Though, I have to say, even if I was on the verge of marriage, those things aren’t coming out of my thing any time soon.)

Every time I’m home I get the same question: “Met anyone yet?” And every time I have the same answer: “Nope.”

I’m flattered by the fact that she’s consistently surprised (or very good at acting that way) and always feel a pang of guilt that her only daughter has yet to rope in a man. And when she sits down and begins to give me pointers and advice on what I might be doing wrong, I really try and listen, but I’m not sure I can take advice about lingerie, acting like a lady and making the guy “buy the milk” from a woman who has been married for 30 years. And happens to be my mother. Barf. Read More »

[We all live busy lives: we go to school or work (or sometimes both), we try to keep our lives in order and, on top of everything else, we try to maintain a social life.

It can all be a bit overwhelming at times, especially when you’re running here, there and everywhere, and in the process of it all, still trying to look cute.  On a weekly basis, I will be posting a guide for an outfit that looks super cute and casual during the day, but you can easily rock out at night with a few accessory additions and/or a change of shoes.  And maybe, just maybe, it’ll help ease the stress of life a little bit because, hey, when we look good, we feel good, right?]

One shoulder cuts were all over the runways for spring and summer and while you can find some super sexy night time looks with this style, you can also find some more casual styles that can totally go from day to night with a couple of quick switcheroos. Read More »

Summer time is here and romance is in the air.  Beachy hair, tan skin, and cute boys are the perfect combo getting everyone in the mood for some love and lust.  So what better way to take advantage of the good weather, spice up the sex life, and get down and dirty (literally) than to take it outside?

Gettin’ naughty a pool, hot tub, or on the beach has been a popular fantasy since Adam gave it to Eve in the Garden of Eden. But maybe it’s not such a good idea. Studies show that this seemingly adventurous act may not be worth the risks, after all.

Condoms + Water = Bad
Thanks to the chemicals used in swimming pools and hot tubs, condoms can be totally ineffective. They can rupture and deteriorate from the heat and chlorine, not to mention slip right off because of the water.  And yes, your chances of getting pregnant in the water are the same, so don’t think you can just skip using the latex this time.

Beach + Sex = Badder
A study published in the Environmental Science and Technology Journal found that there are some dangerous microbes in that luxurious beach sand.  Also, 91% of the beaches in the study had detectable levels of enterococco (bacteria that can cause UTI’s, endocarditis, diverictulitis and meningitis).  I don’t even know what half of those are, but they sure don’t sound good.

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I get weak in the knees every time I see a celebrity sporting a pair of red soled shoes. And it’s not the infamous red bottoms that do it for me, it’s the fact that all Louboutins are beautiful, sexy, and so sophisticated that I literally dream about them. (And in my dreams, they are super comfy, too!) But in my dreams is where they are going to stay, unless some very rich person (Oprah, you listening!?) sends over a few pairs. At over $700 a pair, that’s my only chance.

But maybe not. While mindlessly perusing the interwebs last night I found this: a how-to for making your own version of the chic and beautiful Christian Louboutin Petal Sandal. All you need is an old pair of strappy black sandals (which we all have lying around) and a little delicate fabric and you are minutes away from your very own Louboutins. Read More »

While living with my grandparents has its perks (unlimited prune juice), it also has its downside (the only available beverage is prune juice). And even though I’m in the biggest city in the world, I’ve never felt more alone. There’s nothing more depressing than coming home from work and seeing people your age having crazy amounts of fun together, and knowing the only thing that awaits you is hearing the latest CNN updates from your grandfather.

So when my friend said she was having a graduation party in Boston, I jumped at the chance to go. Too bad I didn’t jump fast enough and all the tickets on the good bus were sold out. I wasn’t going to miss a weekend with my friends, though, so despite reading reviews of late, overbooked, and nonexistent buses, I booked a seat on the discount line. Not only did the bus show up on time but it was also double decker! Which was good, because the thought of arriving to Boston unemployed and in a single decker bus was just beyond embarrassing.

My friends picked me up at the bus and we went straight out to the bars. I don’t know how I went from being able to drink for ten hours straight just a month ago to not being able to stay awake past midnight now, but it wasn’t pretty. I feel like I’m aging in dog years; every month out of college is seven months of adulthood. By the end of the summer I won’t be able to go to happy hour without putting in my dentures first. Read More »

"He's not gonna buy me if he can get that milk for free...from lots of bitches."

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And now for the question. But first:

Confidential to Tulsi: Forget him. There will be much hotter, cooler guys at college (in two weeks!). He’s trying to get in your pants because it’s a challenge (and, I’m sure, because you’re cute), but his time has passed.

Okay, for real this time:

Dear Tuffy Luv,

I am way past confused right now, and advice would be greatly appreciated. So here’s the situation: I met this guy last year, he was in my class. We talked, I ended up really liking him. He kept trying to hookup with me, but I kept telling myself, I’m not that kind of girl, I want a relationship. Eventually, I ended up hooking up with him over the summer. Told my two best friends because it was my first time. One of ended up drunkingly put me on speaker phone and lots of people found out. Me and the guy got in a huge fight, and stopped talking. We made up, and then we ended up hooking up.

School year comes around and he doesn’t ignore me completely, but I get like a wave or a smile, and things definitely aren’t what they used to be, but we were still hooking up. A few weeks ago he asked me to the movie “sometime” but then never asked me for a specific day. I hooked up with him a couple of days ago, and then I found out that he asked 3 girls to his cotillion. He’s a senior and I’m a junior, so I’m not going to the dance, and he hooked up with another girl. What makes me mad is that he didn’t even ask me. Do I have a right to be mad? I don’t know what to do with the situation. Like, we’re not in a relationship, so what do I do? Do I break things off with him? Do I just ask him, or do I yell? Right now I’m at the point where I really like him a lot. I know he’s going off to college next year, but it’s a community college and he’s commuting so he’ll still be in town. Thanks for reading this. Help me please.

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I remember my high school graduation like it was yesterday. It was an unseasonably freezing June afternoon. My high school choir sang a very Broadway version of a Bon Jovi song and I sat, shivering under my gown, playing brick breaker on my cell phone as the 412 students in my graduating class got called to walk the stage.

Besides a few unsuccessful bounces of a beachball in the rows and our dorky Valedictorian giving a really boring speech, the graduation was rather uneventful. Until someone decided to streak up and down the aisles with their future school Sharpied onto their butt.

That was awesome.

Naturally, it caused quite a stir, but he got nothing more than an angry finger wave from the Principal and some congratulatory pats on the back from everyone else. Which is why I was a little shocked when I heard about one high school senior who was denied his diploma after blowing a kiss to his mom while walking to pick up his diploma.

Seriously. The kid, who spent 4 years working towards his high school diploma, was shot down for an air kiss to his mama. He passed all the classes, fulfilled all the requirements – now he can’t graduate for showing gratitude to his mother.

I understand not wanting people to make a mockery of graduation, but this is getting a little out of hand. What’s next? Tazing students for excited fist pumps? Arresting them for clapping?

I can only imagine the fate of my streaking classmate at this school. He’d probably be working on a chain gang somewhere right now.

Your hair is done, your makeup is on and you’re outfit is perfect. All you have to do is pack that wristlet and you’re ready to head out with your friends. Money? Check. ID? Check. Camera? Check.

Before you leave, you mix a few drinks and have a mini dance party with the girls. Two rum and Diets and a few old school Britney songs later, it’s time to head out. But not without a “SELFIE!!”

You gather the girls around, make your sexy face, stick that arm out and capture the moment.

“Let me see!” your friends shriek.
“Ew. I have a double chin. One more!” So you take one more.
“Cuuuute!” everyone agrees. You put the camera back in your bag and head off to the bars. Read More »