"Dude, we're not drinking this....we're gonna eyeball it, brah!"

If you’ve ever dreamed of a vodka IV on those nights where you just can’t seem to throw back that very last much needed shot of Belvedere Popov, some sickos (read: exceptionally inebriated college guys in some dirty, smelly frat basement) have devised a new method of intoxication that comes awfully close.

This absurd mode of alcohol ingestion is being called ‘vodka eyeballing,’ which is as gross/disturbing/effed up as it sounds. In a nutshell, you shoot vodka through your eye. The drinking trend is said to be making its way from Britain to the U.S., specifically in Vegas nightclubs. (Because when you spend $200 on a bottle of Skyy, it only makes sense not to waste it in your mouth….)

Those who carry out this horrific idea claim it helps you get drunk faster, however experts (Editor’s Note: What does it take to be a Vodka Eyeballing expert?!) are rather skeptical. They say this method would, in fact, allow very little alcohol to be absorbed and also warn about serious consequences from this, such as clotting of the blood vessels, constantly watering eyes and even deterioration of eyesight. Or the most obvious: looking like a total moron. Read More »

This weekend I drove home in my Ford; backseat packed to the brim with my college belongings, heart full of nostalgia from graduating college.  And the first things I do upon arriving country side?  Have a bowl of cereal, feed the milk to my cat and buy a Maxim at the local grocery store (priorities). Lucky for the entire population of American men, June marks the ideal month for the steamiest Maxim issue of the year: Maxim’s Hot 100.

Which also means the entire issue was sealed securely in a package so you can’t even look inside until you buy it. Naturally, I ripped that bad boy open immediately upon arriving home, grabbed a Pop Tart from my parents’ cupboard and got reading. Of course the most beautiful women on the planet (e.g. Blake Lively, Bar Refaeli, Eva Mendes, Marisa Miller, Katy Perry and many, many more) were sprawled out inside.  I looked at my Pop Tart in agony and kept reading. For reasons unknown to the minds behind the list, Stephanie Pratt was also included. Maybe they felt bad about her blood relation to abominable snowman Spencer Pratt and his crystal fetish.

Other articles in the June issue included ’3 Rules for the Perfect Haircut’ which matched the man’s face shape with the perfect cut. Kinda cute. Another article featured a ‘how to’ on cooking a gourmet meal with what you have lying around in your body. I’m not kidding; it included ‘Hot Foaming Pee’ as the drink of choice. It’s OK, I’m a bit freaked out and don’t get it either.

Finally, my favorite article found its place in my heart called ‘You May Kiss the Bridesmaid.’  It is what it sounds like, folks: a guide to pull a Vince Vaughn/Owen Wilson from Wedding Crashers.  The article features what to say when picking up chicks at a wedding. Rule #1: Never leave a fellow crasher behind.  I could giggle at Wedding Crashers quotes all day long but let’s look at what Maxim had to say: Read More »

The Pussycat Dolls pull a Destiny’s Child.

Christina Aguilera lets us all down.

Should you put love before your career?

Everything is better when little kids do it. Even TMZ.

What do you think of Selena Gomez’s line for KMart?

Miley’s totally going to regret this decision.

Well, The Bachelorette happened. A whole two hours of it. There was a lot to digest in 120 minutes (and I’m not talking about the entire box of crackers I consumed while watching), so I’m just going to break it down by the numbers. I can’t really remember all those dudes’ names anyway.

So here is how it all went down:

6 shots of guys without shirts
3 shots of guys playing with dogs (awwww)
4 Vicky Gundelson-style “Woohoo!”s coming from inside the limos as they pulled up and spotted Ali.
1 very nice set of extensions for dear Ali
2 billion candles burning throughout the house
2 guys trying to get creative and giving Ali a rose (get it? Because she won’t be getting any this season!)
3 Chris’s
3 Canadians
3 John’s Read More »

Everyone who’s anyone is soaking up the sun in Cannes.

Confirmed: Gaga is a girl.

Did Jesse James want to get caught?

Can Kendra and Hank survive the sex tape(s)?

This makes Monday so much better.

Want. This. Dress. Now.

What’s black and white and red all over?  Lindsay Lohan in her jail stripes, of course!  While, no, she’s not getting hauled off to the clinker (yet), she has been handed a court-ordered sentence.  So what’s LiLo’s punishment for evading justice and being a general menace to society?  And more importantly, what does this all mean for regular tabloid coverage of Linsanity and the future of her Hot Mess Reputation?

First, the facts:  Linds has to submit to random weekly drug tests (boring), attend alcohol meetings (boring-er), appear in court again (not going to happen), give up booze (really not going to happen), and wear one of those SCRAM ankle bracelets (she’s been there, done that).  Do I think she’s going to adhere to this “punishment”?  At first, yes.  Then after a half-assed grace period – say two days – she’ll be back to her coke addled self.  Thank God. Read More »

Most girls, when asked, will deny playing games when it comes to dating. We complain that guys are players and that we’re the innocent victims. But being more than a few years (and ice cream binges, and drunken cry sessions) into the dating world, I’m beginning to wonder….is dating itself just one big game, and are we all players?

Is there any girl out there who hasn’t waited a strategic amount of time to text back a guy they like? Who hasn’t flirted with someone else in front of him? Who hasn’t refrained from calling/texting/IMing because she didn’t want to seem desperate?

But where do we draw the line between seeming desperate and straight-up showing that you’re interested? It all gets very, very confusing, and that’s why I’m convinced dating is impossible without a little game-playing.

Think about it. When two people start hooking up or embark on a friends-with-benefits situation, neither is gonna blurt out everything on their mind. Those just aren’t the rules of the game. Actions speak louder than words, so we try to show, rather than say, what we feel. We consult their friends. We try to make them jealous. We primp for hours before running into them, only to play aloof and feign disinterest in our conversation. We’re anything but honest with each other, because we don’t want to seem vulnerable and risk getting hurt.

Just like in a real game, both parties want to have the upper-hand…and it gets complicated fast. In the beginning of a relationship, no one wants to ask the important questions about exclusivity and being “official,” so they play a little tug-of-war until one person caves. Read More »

I’ve been seeing this guy on and off for the past eight years.  He’s completely perfect- sure, he might be a little short and has been known to show his sassy side on occasion, but he’s really great when it comes to the life chats.  He’s got 1-800-Flowers on speed dial, keeps the champagne flowing, and always sets the mood with a million little candles all over his huge mansion.  We go on overnight dates to exotic locations, spend the day picnicking on the beach…and on top of all this, he’s totally not afraid to meet the parents.

What’s the problem, you ask?  Guys, I think Chris Harrison’s married!

Tonight rings in another season of The Bachelorette and, in a completely new move, it promises to be the Most Dramatic Season Ever.  Ali Fedotowsky, 25, is returning after she ditched (and then got ditched by) country boy and future wife beater, Jake Pavelka, last season.  Wait, am I the only one who sensed a whole bunch of repressed anger under that all-American veneer?  Don’t say I didn’t warn you, Vienna.

Anyway, fan favorite Ali will be selecting from 25 wish-they-were-hotter men.  A quick peek over at ABC.com revels that the casting directors had an interesting sense of humor this time around.  In seasons past, I found myself looking at the contestants asking, “How the hell is he single?”  Let me tell you, I know exactly why this season’s boys are still on the market.  From knobby necks to Adam Lambert look-alikes, the pickings are indeed slim.

Thankfully for you, I have gone over Ali’s pool of contestants with a skilled veteran’s eye and a healthy dose of cutthroat judgment.  I present to you the three best candidates for a shot at love and the three horrors that need to go back to the rocks from under which they came: Read More »

If I tallied the amount of money I have spent on clothing over my lifetime I think I would vomit. At this point I probably could’ve saved up enough to buy a car and a house. And my life could really benefit from those two things right about now as I walk my way across the stage and straight onto the unemployment line. (Hey, at least I’ll look good doing it, right?)

The fact that I am willing to throw money at cashiers and skip from the store with my bags in hand doesn’t make me out of the ordinary, especially here in New York City. What does make me weird, however, is that the minute I enter a jewelry store I zip up my purse and resort to window-shopping.

I can’t explain it, but when it comes to accessories I have a hard time justifying the purchase. Which is why I recently fell even more in love (if that was even possible) with Forever21 when I ventured on over to accessorize my dress with a car-payment-size price tag that I purchased for graduation.

I saw the Sweet Bouquet Ring waving at me from across the store and when I read the price tag my jaw dropped to the floor. At $3.80 there’s no way I can’t justify its addition to my ensemble. (Mostly because $3.80 was all I had left after nabbing the dress.) The bundle of flowers accented with tiny butterflies, gold leaves and crystals is so adorably endearing it’s painful (except it’s not since it costs less than a latte). Read More »

Got some college questions? Unsure of a decision? Making the big college transition? 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:
My half-sister and I (by dad) are going to the same college. My dad wants us to share a room so he can buy one TV and one fridge. Cheap. Anyways I was just wondering if I am wrong for speaking up for myself about not wanting to live in a dorm my first year of college with my sister?! I mean, come on now; first of all she annoys me, second she’s messy, and third she annoys me. As consequence for not wanting to live with my sister my dad is giving everything (TV, fridge, etc.) to her and not to me.

Am I wrong for wanting to have a good freshman year without having to bitch at my sister and sacrifice our relationship over stupid things I know for a FACT were going to argue about? Read More »