Have you ever stumbled across a song and thought, “damn, this song should be my soundtrack as I walk down the street in my new short shorts”?

Well, if you’re like me, then you HAVE had this thought before. Everyone needs a song that gets them feeling badass. Everyone needs a pulsating, bass-a-rific riff that makes them forget that they’re just driving to the store to get some milk and instead imagine that they’re in an action movie where the opening credits are rolling as they ride down the highway, hair flying and looking hot.

David Guetta (with Chris Willis on vocals) has supplied us with the first perfect badass summer song of the season, Love is Gone. The beat is undeniable, it works on the treadmill as well as on the car stereo, and the music video is kind of weird and awesome.

Congrats. Summer is here.

Check out the video for Love is Gone after the jump.

For all of the times we hoped and dreamed way-too-gorgeous runway models would just…get axed up and trot around on stage flashing war wounds on their not-so-perfect-anymore bodies, John Galliano, a seemingly post-apocalypse obsessed fashion designer, has just made those dreams come true in Paris.

The only problem with the execution of this odd fantasy is that the models were all male. Apparently, looking like you just got your ass kicked by whatever doom 2012 holds for the world isn’t a very IN look for the gals.

Some of Galliano’s designs were undeniably costumes–not anything any guy would ever wear…unless he’s battling something awful in Lord of The Rings. However, surprisingly, some of the jeans, shirts, and sweaters were actually not just OK, but pretty badass.

The designs are grim, much like Galliano’s presentation of them. But who doesn’t like a little bit of DUNGEON in their wardrobe?

It’s unfortunate that his designs were masked by, well, actual masks (amongst other things), but had it not been for his zombie model parade, I never would have recognized this very embarrassing truth about myself:

Even with gauze and blood and death and doom all over his face (and a noose on his neck), I’d still bone a model looking like he just drove a motorcycle off of a cliff.

And to think, I once had standards.

Coming in at a close second in the gift-giving challenge is the BF. Sure, you love him. Sure, he knows you better than most people. But finding a gift he’ll like because it’s cool, and not just because you’re his girlfriend? Tough.

In case you haven’t reached your breaking point yet (I know Hanukkah is almost over, but there’s still time!), I’m compiled a list of presents the Bro and the Beau might like. It’s always hard to tell with these strange specimens, but hey, even if they scrunch their face up again this year…at least you tried. Besides, they’re been giving you shit from The Body Shop for years. Teach them through example about branching out.

• Charles & Marie Dosh Wallet ($60) – compact, manly, and oh-so-full of special pockets, this wallet is a lot better than that ratty, duct-taped thing he’s been carrying around for years. It’s a little expensive, but just think of it as payback for that time you stuck gum in your Bro’s hair or ‘accidentally’ told your friends about the Beau’s bedroom ‘issues’.

• Dakine Plaid Backpack ($59.50) – it’s really hard to hate on a backpack, especially one that’s so nondescript and cool. Plus, he can carry his laptop and snowboard / skateboard around wherever he goes.

• Nooka Zub 20 Zenv Watch ($135) – complicated, weird looking, and kind of hard to understand, your gadget-loving Bro or Beau will go crazy for it. Let’s just hope he’s getting you more than bath salts for this price.

• Ninja Flipper ($4.49) – aren’t all guys obsessed with Ninjas?

• Sudoku Toilet Paper ($5.48) – part gag gift, part something they’ll probably use.

• Badass 3-in-1 Gloves ($49.50) – sure, it’s a lot of money for gloves, but he’ll never have to buy another pair…provided he doesn’t lose them a day later.

• Shockingly Expensive Toothpick holder ($800-$1500) – if your Bro or Beau has everything…get him a diamond encrusted toothpick holder. Chewing toothpicks in public is kinda rude, but if he’s got this thing, ain’t no one gonna question!

You remember the drama. Would Jeffery be able to compete in the finale? Did he really get help on his clothes? Did he tattoo “Detroit” on his neck because of the fact that he’s from Detroit, or was he just proud that he named his son after a city that Eminem made so famous? Was Uli’s accent fake? Could she design anything that didn’t belong on a Caribbean vacation?!While I may have been nervous about crappy reality TV because of the recent writers strike, Bravo couldn’t have planned more perfect timing for my favorite reality show ever. It’s BOMB of a show, Top Design (talk about over-hyped and under delivered) left me begging for another season of Heidi and Tim.

And now, it’s back for a 4th season!

Hopefully, this season’s contestants will bring more drama than the love to hate on each other, “I’m such a badass” winner Jeffery and “don’t mess with me, I make really pretty evening gowns” Laura.

You can take a look right now at all fifteen contestants. I’m rooting for the chic named Jillian… I’m counting on her to represent the name well. (ps there is a Jack too- now that’s cute!)

But more importantly, I’m counting on all the contestants to do us fashionistas justice and do away with the tunic. Seriously, my death threats have not been working, and now, Bloomingdales has ordered a restraining order against me. So even if it’s out of plants, wall paper or aluminum foil, let these fashion-house wannabees bring us some flattering fashions.

And I’ll be back each week to update you on who’s in and who’s out. (I’m soo vibe-ing Heidi right now).

What do you do on a Sunday morning when you’re seriously hungover and jonesing to dish on last night’s juicy gossip from the Kiss on the Lips party?You brunch.

And, obvs, when the elite mix brunch with alcohol with DRAMA shit goes down. And, oh did it go down.

With the Serena and Dan monumental hand holding last week, there were sure to be some significant hand moments in episode 2. And oh, did they deliver.

There was the wave that Dan gave Serena at the end of their date. I KNOW. A wave? Come on, Dan!

Serena was perplexed as well. And Dan felt he had blown all chances so he ends up at the Palace waiting for Serena to explain why he was so nervous and waved instead of totally sucking her face.

Meanwhile, Serena goes over to Blair’s for their requisite Sunday morning caps, croissants and Breakfast at Tiffany’s. Blair lets Serena in on the news that she knows about Serena and Nate totally DOING IT on a bar at a wedding a year ago. (Classy, Serena!)

So, the whole gang ends up back at the Palace for Chuck’s Dad’s benefit brunch and Blair is not happy to see Serena there, who of course, brought Dan along to pad the horrific event anyways. They all end up in some dramatic circle scuffle where Blair totally tells Dan that Serena is a backstabbing whore and Dan’s like, “WTF bitch? I’m outtie.“

It would have been more awesome, though, if instead of Dan “realizing” Serena was just like the rest of the kids she used to be “friends” with he was like, “I like my women skanky!” and totes took Serena out of the party.

Instead they all ended up alone, Jenny staring at herself as she tries on one of Blair’s mother’s dresses that Blair gifted her (is Jenny the next to join the Blair Bitch posse?), Dan contemplating love on his badass Williamsburg fire escape and Serena throwing away her old cellie complete with BFF pics of days ggone by.

Sigh.

The only people not alone at the end of the day?

Blair and Nate who are found snuggling and having their own uber significant hand-holding moment where his gesture says “If you don’t forgive me my dad’s totally going to kill me” and her’s says “I’m lost and alone without you even though you totally f*cked my best friend“.

Serena’s mom is totally dating Chuck’s dad on the sly, by the way. Even though (like father, like son) he can’t seem to get rid of his 25 year old floozies.

And then there’s Chuck. Who I’m pretty sure is the only one to really have the right idea about it all anyways. The guy knows there isn’t much besides booze and bitches. Oh and his signature scarf.

Oh, Chuck you’re such a manwhore. I love you.

Until next week!