How far can lying get you?

Answer: three years at Harvard

It’s a widely accepted fact that many of us do a bit of exaggerating when it comes time to fill out those college applications. Little “white lies”  to make ourselves sound just a bit more (how should I put this?) refined. But 23-year-old former Harvard student, Adam Wheeler, took lying on his college and scholarship apps to a whole new level.

Here’s a list of what people are saying this guy did:

- Falsely claimed to have perfect SAT scores, to have attended MIT and to have prepped at Andover.

- Stole around $45,000 in grants, scholarship and financial aid “under false pretenses.”

- Fabricated recommendations from Harvard professors and a college transcript detailing perfect grades over three years.

- Falsely listed numerous books he had co-authored, lectures he had given, and courses he had taught on his resume. Read More »

Was there anything more exhilarating, more energizing, more exciting than grilling a friend over AIM in 7th grade about what base she got to with her boyfriend?  Of course at that point, first base was getting matched up with a guy during an intensive game of M.A.S.H, second base was making out in the back row of a movie theater while your friends sitting next to you giggled, and third base was letting him feel your training bra over your shirt.

Nowadays things sure have changed. Replace an AIM sesh with a hungover brunch recap story and the movie theater make-out with a trip to the closest pharmacy for plan B. These are the bases redefined for our college years.

First Base – Everything is getting hot and heavy on the dance floor and the guy  (Matt? Brett? Pat?) you’ve been dancing with for the past hour suggests you step outside for some fresh air. And in this scenario “step outside for some fresh air” means let me suck your lips off on the front porch while we pretend like there’s not someone passed out in his own vomit next to us. Hands and tongues are flying everywhere and at some point you make the call that it’s totally appropriate to let him unhook your bra, just for a second, like a minute, okay…where is your bra? Read More »

If Chelsea Handler’s ex, Comcast head honcho Ted Harbert, is harboring any doubts that their breakup won’t stick, he should go see her one-woman show, ‘Chelsea, Chelsea, Bang, Bang.’ Chelsea certainly isn’t drowning her sorrows in her Belvedere. The raunchy comedienne is having the time of her life.

“I’m 35 and I get to be single. I have money and can do what I want. When I was in my twenties and single, I was retarded,” Handler said from the Radio City Music Hall stage on Sunday night. “My boyfriend was so dramatic and manic. In the beginning, it was fun and exciting and then I was like, ‘Get the f*** away from me.’” Read More »

I’d like to start this final GG recap by saying that I am lucky to be alive. Last night’s episode was total dramz from start to finish and not only was my heart racing, but at one point (involving a certain Humphrey and a super special Bass) I accidentally inhaled part of a cookie and had to pause the TV while I choked on it. My life flashed before my eyes and I promised God I’d never eat a sleeve of Chips Ahoy while watching TV again. When that chunky chocolate cookie chunk finally passed, I kept my promise. (The crunching was making it hard to hear the show, anyway.)

WHAT. A. FINALE.

Holy hell, the hits just kept on coming. First we discover Dan and Serena did a little lip-locking, then Jenny sells out her own bro in some evil plot to get Nate to love her perhaps we should send her a copy of “He’s Just Not That Into You”?), then Blair finds Jenny in Brooklyn and does probably the meanest thing she’s ever done.

“Nate loves Serena, Dan loves Vanessa, Chuck loves me, but you, no one loves you.” (Or something like that. I was too busy guffawing to really write the quote down.) Read More »

Jennifer Hudson looks hot, has it all.

Makeup can make you sick.

Check out Mac’s sizzling new summer collection!

Ke$ha’s getting even weirder. If that’s possible.

Wait, Justin Bieber is more than friends with Miley?!

Two CW stars get their happily ever after.

[You don't need to understand French to know how weird this whole thing is....]

No, they’re not tubes of chapstick or popsicles.  Those, ladies, are grown men dressed as tampons.  The French division of Tampax decided this was the best marketing strategy to take when pitching you their product.  Huh?  Put aside the fact that there’s a gross string hanging out the bottom of the costumes (I guess it all really is in the details), and ask what wildly misguided life choices these gentlemen made that landed them dressed as feminine hygiene products on French television and the Internet?

How are these men listing this gig on their resume?  Do they get more or less random weekend action since this campaign took off?  Would you hook up with a tampon?  And this maybe asking the obvious, but why are most of the tampons men?  Doesn’t that make the already-creepy infinitely creepier?

Le sigh.

Four years ago, I started the crazy journey that is college. Though it doesn’t seem like four years ago; the entire experience flew by. It felt like just yesterday that I stepped foot onto Penn State’s main campus and now I’m packing up my apartment and heading off into some crazy unknown direction, also known as the casa de mama and papa.

Sitting at our graduation, I remember thinking, ‘how is this end?’ It just doesn’t feel real. I’m still waiting to wake up in my old dorm room, 4 years ago.  I feel like I should still be attending classes, where I stopped going to learn the material, but more to hang out with the friends I’ve developed along the way.  I feel like I should still be partying it up with my crazy friends who have made this one of the best experiences ever. I will never forget all our numerous inside jokes, and to be honest, I am petrified of a life without them.  I know graduation changes friendships and it sucks.

College has been a great time and I’m by no means ready to say goodbye, or even see ya later.

I guess what I’m trying to get at is I’m not all that excited about having graduated. Yes, it’s exciting to have accomplished a major milestone, but it’s also a big life change that scares the living crap out of me.  And to be honest, graduating didn’t help me in my book of life.  Young freshman me thought by this time I would have such a clear understanding of “who I am.” And although it’s challenged me, at times I feel like I’ve only learned little tiny bits (like I actually do like wings, I’m a terrible beer drinker but awesome pong player…), if anything. Read More »

While guys love ranking foreign and domestic beer, I love ranking foreign and domestic men. Which is why the Cannes Film Festival is my favorite time of year. Gorgeous men from near and far come together (in tuxedos!) to look into my soul the camera and look super fine. And even though Carey Mulligan tried to subvert my stalking by standing in front of every. camera. in the country of France (seriously, where did this girl come from?), I was able to round up a few choice shots of Cannes’ finest.

Ryan Gossling has left his Notebook days far behind, but thankfully retained that scruffy, wanna-jump-him-in-the-rain quality we all loved so much.  For those of you who prefer your guys tall, dark, and aged to perfection, look no further than Javier Bardem.  Though Penelope Cruz has already called dibs, you can still dream.  Also on the list are Gael Garcia Bernal and Diego Luna, who will woo you in languages you can’t even understand; Shia LaBeouf; French hottie Gaspard Ulliel; Pharrell Williams; and a mustachioed Josh Brolin.

It’s Monday. You’re tired, over-worked and coming down from a Skittles high. So just sit back, relax, and take in a little Cannes culture. [Click on the picture to get some more of that sweet, sweet lovin'.] Read More »

It was close to impossible to find a magazine this year that didn’t have editors raving over the bandage trend. “They are the most flattering shape of the season!” “For every shape and size!” they cooed.

I had one response to that: “Yeah freakin’ right.”

Of course your stick skinny models look amazing wrapped in a skin tight mini dress or skirt; they’d look hot in a paper bag. And while I am usually one to give a trend a try before labeling it unwearable, I just couldn’t see how stuffing every lump and bump into a super tight micro-mini would result in a flattering look.

And then I walked by the BCBGMaxAzria near my apartment and cried inside every time I passed the adorable bandage skirts in all colors of the rainbow. Don’t get me wrong, I was still 95% sure that I would put one on, let out a yelp of horror and hide inside the dressing room, but they looked so damn cute on the mannequins that I just had to give it a shot.

And I did leave the store screaming…but not because of how big my ass looked. I didn’t even get that far; instead I took one look at the price tag and ran as far away from that place as possible.

After this I spent months ignoring the trend, even though I’d see girls out at bars sporting the look and never once had bitchy thoughts about how she must have no mirrors in her dorm room. It seemed the editors may have been right…this look did seem to fit every body type. Read More »

Got some college questions? Unsure of a decision? Don’t know what to do this summer? Just wanna chat it up with some really awesome chics? We’ve got the girls for you. Hit them up in the comments or shoot them an email with the subject “College Q&A”! They’ve got all the answers you need, no matter who you are.

Question:
You girls seem to know what’s up with college. I’m transferring from a community college to a big college. I start with the summer term in a few weeks (I thought it would help me with my transition if I gave myself some extra time.) I’m really scared because I’ve never lived away from home and this is very different from what I’m used to from my current school. I want to know if you have any advice? Like, if you could tell me 3 things I should know, what are they?

Party Girl:
First of all, congrats on leaving the nest! That’s a big step and it definitely takes some balls. As for the advice, I can only say that going to a “big” college after community college is going to be like life in technicolor after living in black & white (a la Dorothy). Everything is going to be more intense: the classes, the drinking, and the lifestyle. There will be more opportunities to party and make friends at every turn – take advantage of them!!  If I have to funnel my advice into three bullet points, it would be these:

1) Fight the urge to hermit. Get a drink in your hand and your ass on a dance floor.
2) Study. I frequently forget to do this myself, so it’s good to remind yourself that going to a big college is more than just a huge 4-year speed dating event.
3) Live on campus. Even if it’s just for a semester, to really experience your new school you have to live on campus. Plus, you get an automatic in for any campus parties that most people living off campus don’t even hear about. Read More »