[College prepares you for a lot of things - like binge drinking competitions - but one thing it does not teach you is how to cook. At least how to cook things that require more than 30 seconds in the microwave.

But cooking your own meals means healthier eating, more money in your bank account, and the gratification that comes from making something with your hands. Everyone here at CollegeCandy loves to cook, so we're going to bring you our favorite (and easy) recipes every Sunday. You've got nothing better to than cook, right? Right.]

I was buying salsa in the jar for the longest time. In fact, I was buying it (at around $3 or $4 a jar) until this past week. That is when I decided to start making my own. I mean, it is cheaper, healthier and I can make it as hot (or not) as I want!

I had a few jars cleaned out and ready to go (leftovers from my grocery store days) and set out on a mission to make my own salsa…and to make it better than what I was buying.

With all organic ingredients, I put together this salsa that my roommates already love and I think you will, too. Here’s what you need (buy all of the ingredients organic if you can): Read More »

After countless years of sex education and awkward lectures from our parents, we all know to use condoms. They are the cheap, safe way to keep your uterus empty and your lovely vag disease free — but we know that already.

So you bring home a (somewhat) nice guy one night and decide to get your freak on. Two horny willing participants? Check. Place to do the deed? Check. Condom? Check. Congratulations, you’ve done the responsible thing.

Things get heated up, and you’re too busy blissing out to notice anything, until your man-of-the-night pulls out and says “Um, I don’t know where the condom is…” (actual quote from a friend of mine). Yep, that thin latex bugger slipped off, exposing you to both his swimmers and any potential diseases he might have. Now what?

1) Breathe. Don’t panic. Accidents happen.

2) Find the damn thing. Check the bed, the sheets, the wall? If those locations turn up nothing, take a trip to the bathroom and check out yourself. Yes, there. Sounds gross, but chances are, that’s where it’s ended up.

3) Make sure you’re on the pill. While, of course, it’s not going to protect you 100% from getting knocked-up, it will help ease your nerves. Still freaking out? Continue to step 4… Read More »

So far this summer, I’ve been having the constant desire to re-live childhood summer times, a.k.a hopping in my DeLorean and gunning it to 1999.  The days when I was 9 years old and the world was mine.  The days when the only thing I had to worry about trying not to hurt myself when I was Skippin’ It outside all day.  The days when I was bumpin’ “If You Steal My Sunshine” and getting a perfect tan from swimming all day at camp. Those last moments of childhood where you could run around naked without feeling an ounce of self-consciousnes (knowing next summer you might be gettin’ some new curves).

10 years later, there are so many questions.  What will my major be?  Do I have enough hours at work?  Do I need to take summer classes? Where da party at? When’s the next sunny day for tanning? Does he want a relationship or a hook-up? Did I text too much this month? Should I get that new iPod?  It obviously doesn’t get easier.

Preeeeeetttyyy sure I wasn’t asking myself those questions when I was a kid.  So I say, what the hell? Let’s worry less and bring more pre-pubescent nostalgia back into our summer lives with some fun old-school pastimes: Read More »

In the summer, I want to be entertained without thinking. I admit to occasionally cracking a textbook, but the majority of my summer reading tends to be a little mindless and purely entertaining. In the summer, I abandon content and literary merit in favor of laughs and a good story.

So here is a good story for all you readers. “The Alphabetical Hookup List” by Phoebe McPhee is a hilarious roller coaster series of three books. Starring Jodi, Celeste and Ali, three VERY different girls forced to live together in a dorm at Pollard University, the series is literally a laugh-a-minute.

At first, the girls don’t get along at all and try to sabotage each other. Finally, over a bottle of tequlia one night, they bond, and decide to embark on the quest from which the title gets its name. They will compete in a contest to find out who can kiss a boy whose name starts with each letter of the alphabet the fastest. From that plot line alone, you can imagine all the terrific hook-up stories that fill this book.

Besides the laughs that come from the girls attempting to kiss their way through all 26 letters the fastest, there are also attempts to join sororities, pass classes and avoid some pretty interesting characters the girls meet along the way. Well, maybe interesting isn’t the right word…

Summer is the perfect time to turn off the brain and enjoy books for once; The Alphabetical Hookup List is just the way to do it.

My god. The weeks are just flying by, aren’t they? We’re afraid to sleep, lest we wake up and it’s time to head back to school. Summer is our favorite time of year, even if it’s pretty disastrous for our hair and makeup. When else can you enjoy delicious frozen treats or have endless time to hop on a plane and take an awesome vacation?

Ok, so maybe vacations are out for most of us, but at least we still have cable TV!  And what’s wrong with a little staycation action? We can always just hit up a guy for some free food and – if things go well – maybe practice a new kind of birth control.  That is, assuming we don’t get our dating tips from listening to Taylor Swift or watching Disney movies.

Of course summer isn’t complete perfection, as we learned this week. But the good news is that it’s okay to cry when big changes happen in life, like graduating or attempting to cut some sweet bangs and ending up looking like one of my Barbie dolls from second grade (the year my dreams of being a hair stylist died).  Yes, even if dudes frown upon it and think it’s on of the many reasons we can’t be good leaders.

At least we have Heidi Montag to cheer us up!

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

I’m a big SNL fan, and while my love for cast member Andy Samberg is well-known, I’ve got to pay homage to my other main funnyman, Bill Hader.

The cutie from Oklahoma hit it big on the weekly sketch comedy and has made memorable performances as half of the Same-Sex Couple From New Jersey (“ayooo!”) and former New  York Governor Eliot Spitzer (you know, the one with the hooker problem), among others. But no matter what role he’s playing, you can’t disguise his tall, lean frame and that wry, wide grin.

However, Bill crossed the line from cute to sexy in (one of my all-time favorites) Superbad as half of McLovin’s policeman posse. It was the first time I had seen Bill in a breakout film role (since then, he’s appeared in Forgetting Sarah Marshall and Pineapple Express) and, well, there’s just something about that police uniform that is irresistibly effable.  And “bona-fide badass,” as he says.

So as Bill continues his run on SNL, I’ll keep hoping  I get to eff him live from New York one Saturday night. Or Friday, if that works. Or Wednesday…

How often have you heard that it’s impossible for a girl and a guy to be “just friends” without one person, (or both) wanting more? Is a completely platonic relationship really possible between members of the opposite sex? Well, when the guy is gay it sure is!

If there is one thing better than a BFF, it’s a GBFF. Not only do you have someone by your side at H&M,  bringing you cookies when you’re broken hearted,  or laying aroun watching SATC marathons with you on a Saturday, but that someone is also fabulous, hilarious, and…er…gay! What makes a GBFF better than your average girl?

1. They’re honest
There’s something different about when a gay guy tells you that you look “fabulous” rather then when your girlfriend does. And by “different” I mean “more believable.” It’s not thay I don’t trust my girlfriends, but sometimes girls, consciously or unconsciously, tend to be more competitive when it comes to that kinda stuff. We all secretly want to look the hottest and be the best, so comments are sometimes not 100% truthful. A gay guy, though, isn’t competing with you for male attention (at least not from the same dudes), so you know when he tells you you look bangin’, you look totally bangin’.

2. They know what guys are thinking
However much we think we understand men and what goes on in their crazy heads, we don’t. We constantly try to guess what they are thinking 24/7, analyzing every text message, every voicemail, and trying to uncover the truth behind their body language.

Now, don’t get me wrong. Girlfriends can give some great advice when it comes to men, but none of them can truly understand what goes on in a guy’s head. Your GBFF can! Even though he may be gay, he’s still a dude who understands dudes. And he’ll give it to you straight. Read More »

The gladiator sandal.

At first glance, they leave me thinking, “Why else would I wear all this stuff on my ankle unless I was going to Delta Sig’s Toga Party?” Unless I was going to grab a stick, part the red sea and call myself the second coming of Moses, Gladiator sandals didn’t really seem like my vibe. I was perfectly happy with my patent leather flats and woven wedges for summer. But then you go to stores like Saks, and Nordstrom, and DSW and Target and the more you see the more you like them. Sort of like The Pussycat Dolls; at first you think WTF is this crappy song, but by since the radio plays it 3 times every. single. hour, by days end you’re obsessed.

So now with my newfound gladiator obsession, not only do I have the perfect pair of shoes if I do decide to step up to the Moses challenge, but I have those perfect gladiator flats for my maxi dresses and awesome gladiator pumps for my cute summer minis as well.

So here is a whole range of options – from flats to heels, tan to black. There are so many options that it’s a cinch to find not only the ones that won’t give you blisters, but the perfect sandal to flatter your tooties, too! (Note: yes, there is even a pair out there for those of us with cankles. Go for the ones that don’t hug right around your ankle and they will elongate your legs. Trust me….) Read More »

Problems with this cookie:

1. It is not a fortune cookie. It is an obvious statement cookie.
2. You can’t add “in bed” to the end of it and chuckle to yourself.
3. It is grammatically incorrect.

WTF? If they wanted to be so literal they should have gone with: “You will be hungry in 20 minutes.” At least that’s the future.

I am a chronic list-maker, whether I have to make a difficult decision or not.  Lists help me organize my thoughts and remember important facts and details that I need for later.  However, there are some things that I would rather forget and that’s what this week’s showdown concerns.

Celebrity couples are hideous beasts born of the 24-hour news and gossip cycles and there are none more powerful than Brangelina and TomKat.  But which one is worse?  Which one makes you want to throw your TV out the window, turn off your computer, and hide your iPhone just so you never have to hear what ridiculous name they’re giving to their 17th adopted baby?  Such a difficult decision, but we can work through it. Read More »