• Super Mario is super naughty. • Has the economy begun to recover? • Someone really doesn't like Jessica Simpson. • Kara DioGuardi wants Paula back. • Pandas make everything cuter. • Kelly Clarkson is comfortable in her skin.
The week is officially over people, and I have to say that brings a sigh of relief from my end of the computer. I'm not sure what made this week such a doozy, but it's over now and I can start planning my date with icy, fruity alcoholic-filled drinks (watermelon soju = best summer drink ever).
So ABC’s new show, “Dating in the Dark,” is weird. Like, really weird. Three girls and three guys meet in the pitch dark, often make out, and then get to see one another. They then have to decide if they want to go on actual dates with the people they have just seen
I. Love. Purses. Love. I have big purses, little purses, designer purses, cheap purses, leather purses, nylon purses... But a purse that looks like a giant vagina?
This installment of Celebretard Showdown could easily be called The Douchebag Edition, considering our subjects. Who is more pretentious? Who has talent and who just has a big mouth? So many questions, so little time (let's face it: there's only so much time you can spend reading Kanye West quotes before losing all faith in humanity and wanting to smash something).
I am, without a doubt, addicted to technology. I spend 10 hours a day in front of my computer and the minute I step away, I'm checking my email/Facebook/Twitter/IMs/stock market reports from my iPhone. (Note: stock market reports are a real downer these days.)
Oh. Em. Gee. Twitter is down today. I click on that cute little blue "t" in my favorites and nothing happens. Nothing! That means no one will know what I'm eating for lunch.
Sometimes I feel like I have different soundtracks to my life. There are those go-to songs for when I'm in a good mood (right now: Homecoming by Kanye and Good Girls Go Bad by Cobra Starship), the songs when I wanna dance (uh, Britney?), and my "Heartbreak Playlist" full of tunes when I need a good cry (Hellooooo, John Hiatt).
• Victoria Beckham may be Idol's newest judge. • Steven Tyler's moves aren't what they used to be. • Penelope Cruz is gonna have one beautiful baby. • Are guys OK with just cuddling? • The 13 sexiest movie scenes ever. • Drink to a better complexion?
• Damn, girl. She's lookin' fiiiine. • And this is why you should never let your bf see a stripper. • Gwen Stefani's had 2 kids?! • Rihanna doesn't need a restraining order. • Everyone hates Jon and Kate. • Who's nominated for a VMA?
This week, we focus on one of the most intense rivalries in all of sports. Only eight miles (and immeasurable animosity) separate the campuses of UNC-Chapel Hill and Duke University. Both are excellent schools with terrific athletic traditions.
This week's article warns men to get rid of emasculating trends in their relationship. I didn't realize this was such a problem, but apparently men are being emasculated from coast to coast and someone at AskMen thinks it needs to stop.
This week might be the most random mix of reviews ever. Seriously, ever. I even surprised myself a bit. I was ready to love who I already loved and hate who I wanted to hate, but that's not at all what happened. The one album I was most excited for fell flat. And the one I barely even wanted to listen to, well, I kinda liked.
• Bill Clinton's still got it. • Find those hidden calories and beat 'em. • Lady Gaga and Beyonce sweep VMA nominations. • But Brit is close behind! • Is this the future of hip hop? • 10 secrets men are keeping from us.
Ladies, if you ever get the feeling that guys are always staring at you, it’s probably not paranoia. According to a recent study, men spend 43 minutes of their day ogling women, many of them up to 10 girls a day. That equals a year over their lifetime.
You’re at a house party or a bar... or in line to get into a house party or bar. It doesn’t matter. Wherever you are, you’ve just spotted a very handsome boy and you want to talk to him. You turn to your friends and point him out.
• Brit and LiLo hanging out? God help us all. • Dance Dance Revolution for lazy people. • OMG, they ARE dating!! • Let's talk about the G-spot. With old people. • Woman's shelter being shut down...for not allowing men. • Dorm room gardening!
• 4 earthquakes hit Mexico's Gulf of California!? • Mischa Barton is doing great. According to Mischa. • Does commitment suit you? • When did Samuel Jackson get so creepy? • Jessica Simpson shouldn't be allowed near a computer. • Well, that's one way to help a victim of assault.
Farting is always inappropriate and embarrassing. I will never support any form of butt cheek musicals. However, I may be forced to change my mind after seeing this little piece of earth-shattering news: Tiger Woods farted. He farted on the 18th hole of the Buick Open. Oh yes people, this is news.
• Looks like Todd Palin may be single soon, ladies! • So now the real Paris secrets are comin' out. • This is how you buy fabulous footwear. • OMG, I want old Christian Bale back! • Tiger Woods is good at golf. And farting. • Kristen Cavillari's a backstabbing bia.
Every Week, I write College Candy's "Weekly Ten" about whatever the hard-hitting, relevant issues of the week are. Obviously. This week, I've decided to focus my Weekly Ten on my Top 10 Facebook Pet Peeves. Because it doesn't get more relevant or hard-hitting than that.
I had just gotten out of a long relationship (and immediately hopped into the sack with a new guy) when I decided to change my birth control prescription. I had never really been happy with the old one, but had put off changing because I didn't want to deal with the whole spotting issue with my BF around.
• Tyra Banks gets her grubby paws on Gossip Girl. • And this is why kid leashes should be banned. • A Seinfeld reunion in the works?? • Choosing the right color scheme for your dorm room. • Kristen Stewart really is just like us. • Is this the best snack ever?
It's been one hell of a week. Literally. The mixture of heat and humidity outside is paralleled only in Satan's world, and the frizz ball that is my head makes me think someone upstairs is very, very upset with me. But, besides all that, I guess the week wasn't too bad as we wrapped up July, CollegeCandy style.
My day started off bad enough with ultra frizzy hair and sweat in every crack, crevice and fold on my body (thank you, hot and hazy NYC summer!). I didn't think it could get much worse than swamp ass, but it did. Oh boy did it get worse. Upon signing online for my morning FB stalk sesh I learned that Facebook has added a new application: The Stalker Check app.
I wonder how much Big Jim charges for a sin cleansing over there at the Boobie Bungalow.
There are a lot of celebrities out there that simply disappear, whether it be voluntarily or due to lack of talent/rehab/Bermuda triangle. There are a couple that have massive amounts of issues, yet refuse to disappear. In fact, they seem to pop up everywhere, strutting around uninvited on every red carpet.
Let's be honest here for a second: books like "He's Just Not That Into You" exist for a reason. And that reason is that women, as a collective, are really good at convincing ourselves of feelings and relationships that just aren't there. We get so caught up in luuuurve that we don't let ourselves see what's really going on.
• We're on team Rogen. What about you? • Madonna's got a new song. And it sucks. • Well, that's a scary statistic. • Honestly, what doesn't Vera Wang design these days? • The iPhone can rate your sex life. • Do we still need fashion week?
• OMG, we can't wait for some more NeNe dramz. • The worst swimsuits of the summer. • Yay! Michael Cera is single. • We're in love with chunky chain necklaces. LOVE. • Lady Gaga shows her nip nips. • Is Cornell the real-world Hogwarts?
As a group, women do a really good job of hiding our less attractive qualities. We cover up our imperfections with makeup, we squeeze our "winter weight" into some Spanx, and we make our friends take our phones away so the guy we're crushing on doesn't know how crazy we really are.
When I was in elementary school, life was simple. I spent my time divided between the playground at school and my living room couch. Yeah, there might have been some school involved, but nothing was important as my shows: Step By Step, Family Matters, Full House, and Saved By The Bell.
After a ragin' CollegeCandy party last night, at which I stopped counting my drinks after my fifth Mojito (or was that #6..), I woke up this morning feeling like I was run over by a truck. Turns out, it wasn't a truck that hit me, but a revolving door. When I walked into it. With my face.