
The new thing gaining popularity in my closet (and Kim Kardashian’s) is definitely the vest. I’m a layer goddess, so whenever I see a vest paired with a summer scarf or a big bag I start drooling. And it’s starting to get super embarrassing when I’m in public.
Whenever I find myself searching for an easy go-to-night outfit, the vest is loyal to my dress-up needs. The right kind of vest can dress up any simple tee and skinny jeans. But you know what the fabulous twist is? The right kind of vest can also casual down any outfit as well. It is so versatile! Like an extra whipped boyfriend, the vest is the best for all your feel-good needs.
Therefore, in an ode to the vest let’s look at the cheapest and most stylish ones of them all. Read More »

Dig your crop tops out of your closet, iron some patches on to your jean jacket, and sprinkle on some body glitter because we’re planning the ultimate ’90s Throwback Summer Festival.
It’s going to be hotter than Kate Winslet’s hand on a steamy car window and we’re here to give you an all-access pass to the excitement. We got stand-up comedian Joey Gladstone hosting the event, Alex Mac reciting the 10 things she hates about cliché ’90s movies, and Carl Winslow running the security team. And in between all that jam-packed action, we’re re-introducing your absolute favorite performers from the ’90s.
Contact us today (IluvZachMorris@AOL.com) to get details on how to win a cassette recording of the entire event. Read More »

Finally! I get to settle somewhere!
After a week long trip, complete with a surplus of roadkilled armadillos and a 24-hour stomach bug that caused me to projectile vomit on a cactus in New Mexico, I have finally made it to California.
First things, first though. Just because I’m living in “Southern California” doesn’t mean I’m living in Los Angeles (I’m living in Newport Beach). Everyone I have met along the way has not realized this, but this state is gigantic. And just because I’m moving out to California doesn’t mean that I am here to get on The Hills (I’m pretty sure I could take Kristin, though) or find a husband to marry and get on The Real Housewives of Orange County. It’s not just what the media portrays … especially when you’re living with parents.
One of the hardest transitions will definitely be residing with my dad. I haven’t lived with him since the ‘90s, when I was rocking clothes from The Limited Too and speaking in a British accent like my idols, the Spice Girls. In fact, I haven’t even seen my dad that much since my parents divorced and I moved to Georgia. How are you supposed to make up for lost time when more than decade has gone by? My memories with my dad are from my childhood. And now – hello – I’m out of college and on a war path to become a successful force in the world of law. Times have changed.
Even though it’s kind of awkward to get used to living with him, I’m happy for the experience and whatever may come from it. This is my chance to not only prepare for my future and my career, but I get the opportunity to live on the opposite side of the country while getting to know my dad as he is today, and he can get to know me as a 22-year-old woman instead of a ten year old girl. And hopefully, even though both of us are stuck in our ways, we don’t butt heads too much along the way. Read More »

Aunt Tuffy hurt her back and now she is CRANKY. Send your QUESTIONS, if you will to her EMAIL at TuffyLuv@collegecandy.com and MAYBE she’ll get BACK to you. BAAAAAACKKKK.
Okay, let’s go on with the show:
Dear Tuffy Love,
I’m a junior in high school and I’ve had this same boy problem for a long time. I’m hooking up with this kid right now and he’s a jerk. It’s probably a combination of him not having any interest in me besides hooking up and him being younger, but don’t worry, I understand. HE DOESN’T LIKE ME.
The problem is, this hasn’t stopped me from hooking up with him. For me, every time is “the last time” and I journal about it, and keep track and everything, but then I just have long dry spells and then I go get some more. Because he was my first kiss, he’s been the only guy in my life for awhile. Meanwhile, he has a whole bunch of girls hanging around him all the time. The last time we hooked up, he actually invited me to get food afterward (sadly, it was super shocking, because he usually just leaves). We argued about politics and religion and it hurt me because arguing about gay marriage while eating pizza IS something I’d love to do with a real boyfriend. Anyways, afterward he put up a bunch of Tweets about a “girl he loves” on Twitter, and I got the knot in the stomach again (the same one I got when he 1. Brought me in the city to ditch me, 2. Didn’t come to the picnic we planned when I was going to ask him to prom 3. After my first kiss, told me that he was in love with someone else). And just like every other time, I’M SICK OF IT. Read More »
Before I started college I would spend literally weeks fantasizing about summer. The perfect summer camp, summer job, summer fling, summer barbecues (mmmm cole slaw), whatever. Daydreaming about all the fun I was to have in the summer days ahead was the only way I managed to keep my eyes open during those high school classes that miserably lasted through June.
Now, things couldn’t be more different.
College has opened me up to a whole new world that allows you to be basically as lazy, drunk, and independent as you please, whenever you please. I know not everyone will agree with me about all this, but real life back at home with real responsibilities just seems so much more dull than simply having to cram for an exam every once in a while. But that’s not all. I’m yearning to be back on campus because, well:
1. You don’t have to drive anywhere.
What’s a bigger buzz kill than fighting with your friends over who’s going to be DD for the night? Life is way more fun when everyone gets to enjoy some cocktails and your biggest issue is whether or not it’s safe to take off your pumps and walk home barefoot.
2. Your friends are willing to go out roughly Monday through Saturday.
Although everyone has the friend who could care less about showing up hungover to their summer internship, wasn’t it just so much more fun when no one cared about showing up hungover to their classes? Read More »

This cover is going to give me a seizure.
I love reading magazines year-round, but nothing really says “summer” like laying out in the sun with a margarita and the newest issue of a teen mag. So when I opened up the newest issue of Seventeen, I knew I was in for a treat. Unfortunately, the Seventeen staff underestimated my need for juicy preteen advice and combined their June and July issues into one, but suffice it to say that this issue still contains a few gems only Seventeen would run in its pages.
In “Beauty Road Trip,” they broke make-up trends down to a science. Who knew that Minnesota girls like bright nail polish, while girls in Virginia stick to lavender? I highly doubt that beauty trends are really that regionalized–just because Lindsey from Tennessee wears body mist doesn’t mean that most Tennessee girls do. Or that I’m out of place for sporting some outside of Tennessee. Strange, strange story, Seventeen.
Your June/July issue also includes a special “Hot Guy Mag” featuring brooding photos of our favorite male celebs with pseudo-revealing Q&A interviews. Take notes, ladies: Justin Bieber doesn’t want to get married right now, my lover Mark Salling wants you to take him fishing, and Liam Hemsworth is obsessed with Best Buy.
But as usual, Seventeen‘s best advice was in their Love Life section in a story called “Sneaky Ways to Tell You’re About to Get Dumped.” First of all, let me point out that none of the signs they mentioned required any sneakiness at all. Maybe I’m jaded, but it seems to me that if your guy is ignoring you, he’s probably not interested anymore. But on to their advice…AKA “signs your bf’s bored with you.” Read More »

If last night’s episode of The Bachelorette taught me one thing it’s that mental health tests are not part of the screening process for the bachelors, because Kasey is crazy. Granted, the kid didn’t attempt suicide like those teasers led us to believe, but after seeing that hot mess on his wrist, I’m thinking it’s way worse.
But Kasey’s heart/shield/rose tattoo wasn’t the only thing provoking a “WTF!” from me. The entire two-hour episode had me on an emotional roller coaster. One minute I was all “awww” and the next I was all “ughhhh.” And there were a few moments where I was like “Whaaaa?” Oh, and one moment where I was like “Pause! I need a brownie.”
Let’s break it all down. Read More »

Shopping for a man who constantly tells you to stop shopping is a really tough job. Father’s Day is right around the corner and I can’t help but feel the tie/socks/homemade tchotchke trifecta is a little overplayed, but what do you get for the man who thinks Teva sandals and pleated khakis are socially acceptable?
Well, I’ve got a few ideas of what he’ll love, as well as a few hints at what to stay away from.
Good Idea: A gift to sponsor a child from Africa
Bad Idea: A positive pregnancy test to sponsor your lovechild.
He’ll feel culturally aware and very on-trend now that Sandra Bullock has joined the club of adoptive parents helping kids in need. Just make sure it’s not your kid that’s needing the charity.
Good Idea: A subscription to a magazine about on one of his hobbies
Bad Idea: A year’s worth of Playboy.
Cameras, cars, home restoration, and wildlife? All acceptable. Bush and boobs? Not so much. Read More »