The Great: No Tyra in 2009!

As we all get the last couple of additions to our perfect New Year’s Eve outfits and figure out what resolutions we are going to attempt to keep next year, we are all looking forward to starting 2010 (so) fresh (and so clean, clean). It’s a new year and a new decade filled with endless possibilities!

Will we manage to pass every class this year?
Will we find another guilty pleasure show to add to our long list of Housewives episodes clogging our DVR?
What will be the first celebrity scandal of the new year?
Will we finally fit into those skinny jeans from high school?
Can anyone really be douchier than Jon Gosselin and Tiger Woods?

While much of what 2010 has in store for us is a big fat mystery, there are some things that we just can’t wait for! And, of course, quite a few things we’d rather do without. Get ready for the future, ladies: Read More »

By this time of the season I’ve worn most of my winter stuff  (sans the adorable items I got for Christmas) and I’m starting to get bored with my wardrobe.

Being that 1) I’m a college student 2) it’s right after Christmas and 3) I’ve been celebrating the end of the semester at the bar for about 2 weeks now, it’s safe to say that my bank account is dangerously close to the negative. So going out and buying new outfits isn’t really an option.

Which is why I am interested in investment pieces to update my tired winter wardrobe. I want something timeless that is going to last, not another sweater from Express that will only make it through one season’s worth of laundry cycles before pilling and fraying.

And I have hit the jackpot with Michael Kors’ Gold Runway Watch with Glitz.

I am hopelessly in love with menswear watches, which is what drew me to this in the first place. The sturdy band, the oversized face, and the three sub-dials are masculine and classic. But the boyish charm is accentuated with feminine details that balance the piece from being too heavy: a brushed gold surface, crystal detailing and elegant numbers written in a whimsical font.

It’s the perfect mix of stately sophistication and playful girlishness.

To. Die. For. Read More »

College. Sigh. It’s unlike any other time in your life. It has its own set of rules, its own unique circumstances. And it’s not always easy to navigate. Everyone needs a little guidance now and then (or always) so we’ve pulled together a variety of perspectives (the does-it-all girl, the party girl and Ms. Study Lounge) to weigh in on your life conundrums and give you the best advice we can.

Every week they’ll be tackling your questions about college. From classes to keggers to keggers before classes, they’ll do their best to respond and be your Pez dispenser of collegiate wisdom. Got questions? Unsure of a decision? Just wanna chat it up with some really awesome chics?

Hit them up in the comments or shoot them an email with the subject “College Q&A”!

Question:
Help! It took me forever to choose a major and now that I have, I have a lot of catching up to do. Like, a lot. I’m reworking my schedule for next semester right now and I’m not sure if I should load on the classes (and take a full 18 credits) and really struggle through all the reading and writing (I’m a History major), or take an easier load and stick around for Spring/Summer term. I need to get these classes out of the way – I just don’t know if it’s better to struggle during the year or give up my summer to ease the load. Read More »

While many of us were opening presents and eating mom’s homemade breakfast in our Christmas pajamas on December 25th, there were some people out there who were just not feelin’ the Christmas spirit.

Like, I don’t know, the man who attempted to blow up a Northwest flight from Amsterdam to Detroit?

That’s right. Nine years after September 11^th we have yet another man somehow successfully sneaking an explosive past airport security.

Apparently, Umar Farouk Abdulmatullab tried to blow up the plane with a chemical compound and a syringe that he had sewn into his underwear. He ignited the explosives, effectively burning his legs and an itchy NWA blanket, and was then subdued by a passenger sitting nearby.

There are so many things wrong with this situation we really don’t know where to start.

First of all, the fact that this incident happened at all is terrible and extremely disappointing. Just when we’re finally feeling safe, some hateful, misinformed extremist goes and ruins it for the rest of us. Do I feel comfortable getting on a plane again? Hell no. Is this one man’s actions fair to the many people of Nigerian descent who will now be profiled in this country? Absolutely not. Read More »

It's time to try something new. And that includes wearing an actual shirt to the gym.

If magazines like Women’s Health or Fitness are considered a part of your required monthly reading (or, really, as long as you haven’t been living under a rock), you have probably learned that switching up your workout routine is vital. In addition to being a surefire way to speed up weight  loss by ensuring that you’ll burn more calories, varying the things you do at the gym will ensure that your body is up for any challenge.

Now, if only I had listened…

Last week, I returned home from school for the long-awaited Christmas break and was informed by my mom that I would be accompanying her to her training session. She works out once a week with a nice (and semi-attractive) man who seems to be pretty un-intimidating, and seeing that she is a 52-year-old mom and I’m a 22-year-old rock star in pretty good shape, I figured that it would be a piece of cake. I can run on the treadmill, right? I can do bicep curls with ten pound weights! Bring it on!

Instead, I was forced to endure pull ups (I cannot do these), lunge and squat around the entire room while carrying crazy weighted sticks, lie down on that squeaky medicine ball while doing sit ups, fling around little black weights that looked like cowbells and bruised the inside of my wrists, and lower myself into numerous machines while I pushed and pulled and panted until I could barely breathe. Meanwhile, my mom was just humming to herself and completing her tasks without a word. Read More »

See? He’s not so bad!

Is Lindsay cutting?

The fashion that defines the decade.

Chris Brown gets scurred.

We’re loving bows right now.

Are you dating a loser?

Every week I make a list. Not a grocery list or a to-do list…or that list, because I don’t really do groceries (there is a reason why they deliver pizza) and to-do lists are totally not my scene (if such a scene even exists) and, unfortunately, I haven’t added to that list in quite awhile.

No, this list is a top ten-style countdown about the hard-hitting issues, like which mash-ups are the best ever or which apps rock my world.

This week, as we round out 2009, I’ve picked out our favorite media-buzz worthy events of the year. Keep in mind that this list will include a lot more cheating and Ed Hardy than Healthcare reform and economic crashes. (Sorry Madoff, I’m just not that into you).

10. Letterman Gets “Creepy” With His Staff
And somehow still comes out looking like the man for fessing up. Undesirable actions, admirable apology. Take note…

9. Tiger Woods
He’s changing his name to “Cheetah.”

8. Lady Gaga Takeover
As the year progressed, so did the world’s love for Gaga. Opening up the year with “Poker Face” and “Just Dance,” Gaga inspired many Halloween costumes, a rediscovered love for good pop music and rounded out the year with the inspired and wacky “Bad Romance.” Read More »

(Hey, readers! We sure had a good year, didn’t we? You all sat through Overheard once a week, every week, and nobody sent me any hate mail or bomb threats or horse heads! I’m impressed, readers, and as my thanks to you, I’ve collected some of my favorite Overheards from 2009. Read on! And don’t forget to share what you’ve heard lately. Leave it in the comments or send it on over!)

(Girls studying math in the library.)

Girl 1: … So you just do your FOIL and multiply out.

Girl 2: I don’t get it! I don’t know how to do math.

Girl 1: You know, first, then outer, then the inner, then last?

Girl 2: Oh! You mean making rainbows!

(Two guys in a liquor shop.)

Guy 1: What are we looking for?

Guy 2: A guy, like, four liters wide. Name is Carlo. If you punch him, he leaks wine everywhere. Read More »

Not being a Christmas celebrater myself, it took me quite a few years to get used to getting phone calls at 8am on December 26th, my friends screaming about True Religions, the Gilmore Girls DVD box-set, and “OMG MY MOM GOT ME THREE HANDLES OF SMIRNOFF!!!” on the other end.

And while I didn’t appreciate the early morning wake up call, I did enjoy hearing about all the goodies I’d soon be able to borrow/benefit from upon returning to campus.

Everyone knows the best part of the holiday break is not the sleeping in or the 90210 marathons on Soap Net. It’s the 42 phone calls you make (from that new iPhone, baby!) immediately after opening your loot to tell everyone what you got, then sitting in your room and trying on all the clothes/playing with all the toys while noshing on some of mom’s famous desserts.

Just thinking about it makes me giddy.

Anyways, now that you’ve come out of your Christmas (or Chinese, what up Jews?!) food coma, we wanna know what you got for Christmas/Hanukkah/while you were home over break and your parents were feeling generous.

So… whatcha get?!
And when can I come over to borrow?

Share your best gifts below.

As per usual in my life, my senior year (the first one, mind you) was spent obsessing over a gargantuan, shaggy-haired, Beatles’ lovin, ex-BF who thought he was way too good for me. Even though he ignored me 99% of the time, I basically revolved my life around him. I planned my weekend festivities around where I thought he might show up. I wriggled myself into outfits no one should ever have to wriggle themselves into to “show him what he was missing.” (Which, it turned out, was a girl in a too-low top whose boobs were constantly falling out.) I made out with his friends in front of him.

Basically, I turned into a grade A psychopath. But, we still had mutual friends. Lots of them. Read More »