I have more t-shirts than anyone should really have ever. Not only could I dress myself for about a month just in t-shirts baring my university’s logo, but I have countless free beer promotion shirts (bonus from working in a bar), funny saying shirts (my favorite being the “I have reservations” Native American one), and shirts from every event/concert/outing I have attended forever.

And I wear a lot of them. I used to boycott getting really dressed up during the day (who needs to look cute in a 9 AM class?), and rock my comfy jeans and a tee. On the rare occasion that I actually decide to enter the gym I’ll throw on one from my collection. But a lot of the time they sit in my dresser unused and unloved. And it makes me kinda sad. Cause all clothes should be loved, right?

One day I thought I might wear one out to a bar if I could create something with it. I was trying to go for the “I – didn’t – really – try – to – look – cute – but – somehow – I – just – look – adorable” look. Except I’m seriously not that creative and the only thing I could think to do was cut the neck a little, and maybe do something to the short sleeves. Read More »

Ryan Gosling, my future husband, walked away from a major film project this week, citing simply “creative differences”. The Peter Jackson helmed “ The Lovely Bones” will begin shooting today with Mark Wahlberg replacing Gosling.

“Lovely Bones” is based off of the popular book of the same name by Alice Sebold, centering on a murdered 14-year-old girl watching the way her death has affected everyone close to her. Gosling was slated to play her father, and decided to gain some weight to help him seem age appropriate.

According to the Los Angeles Times, when Gosling walked onset, bearded and heavier than usual, Peter Jackson became slightly bent out of shape. The director was “still expecting some movie star allure” from Gosling, “not paunch and a beard”.

First of all, if it’s Ryan Gosling, it doesn’t matter if he’s got antennas and three arms—he’ll still give an amazing performance and be alluring while doing it. Besides, when did a beard and a little paunch hurt anyone? Has anyone seen Vince Vaughn lately? How about Benicio Del Toro? Tom Hanks? Read More »

• Don’t fall into this cuddle-trap, ladies. You’re all better than this. (COED Magazine)

• 73 year old man kicks ass, takes names. Awesome. (10tv.com)

• The pope has a cat? The cat is writing a book? My brain just exploded. (Yahoo!)

• An alert official suspected there may be something sinister behind Mr. Potato Head’s toothy grin. Yeah, Ecstasy. (AFP)

• This is why you don’t plan your wedding on Craigslist. (KATU)

• Looking to finally get healthy? Do it the old-school way! (UK Dailymail)

When I think Brady Bunch, I think annoying theme song, candy coated plots, and days spent throwing up into a paper bag (somehow, I always managed to watch this show when I was home sick from school…and barfing).

The one thought that never used to enter the picture? Lesbians.

Apparently, Marsha Brady (known as Maureen McCormick in real life) is writing a tell-all book about her time on the sitcom, her bout with drugs and an eating disorder, as well as a lesbionic affair she had with her co-star Eve Plumb, who played her sister Jan.

“The most explosive comments will be how the then-blonde, blue-eyed cutie developed a crush on Eve Plumb, which led to some sexual play” a source reveals, saying that while Maureen isn’t a lesbian, there were definitely sexual “hijinks” going on behind the scenes of America’s beloved family comedy.

All I can say is, thank God this didn’t happen in 2007, because if it did, it would have been videotaped and uploaded to the entire world by now. Read More »

“Hey baby, what’s your sign?”

I’ve never had to deal with that line in a bar, but I have had a guy try to deconstruct me on a first date based on my birthday. He thought he was being cute. I thought he’d be cuter with a bag over his head.

Lame, unfunny idiot using it as a come on or not, there’s definitely something to Astrology. Defining people by a little symbol and its characteristics are fun—especially if you get to define them in the bitchiest way possible.

How to Spot a Bastard by His Star Sign makes no qualms about the fact that it’s a book based on the idea that all men are bastards—be they crab, bull, or scorpion.

“Why is Capricorn so boring?” it asks on the title page. “What makes Libra think he’s so perfect? And who on earth would want to mate with an Aires?”

“Fire Sign Bastards are always better than you and will never hesitate to tell you so,” starts the first chapter of this little retro bamphlet (book/pamphlet). “They’ll then hammer the fact home by telling you again—just incase you didn’t hear them the first time.” Read More »

What happens when you combine mediocre fiction with a lame film script and a girl who has a hard time being believable in anything?

You get The Nanny Diaries.

Apparently, Scarlett Johansson’s new movie is not just bad, but super bad (and not in that funny, quirky movie of the same title way). Critics everywhere are devouring it and spitting it back out, leaving only the incorporable Laura Linney unscathed. They say she does a good job being a rich bitch.

Everyone else? Horrible.

ScarJo included. Critics picked apart everything from her “leaden screen presence” to her “flustered mannerisms that smack of one too many Woody Allen projects” (seriously, the guy loves her. It’s weird).

As someone who hasn’t been able to believe Ms. Johansson in almost anything she’s done since Lost in Translation, I can’t say I’m surprised.

She’s hot, I’ll give her that, but I’m not sure a family comedy is her forte. I’m not even sure comedy is her forte. She smolders, sure. But she doesn’t pop. Or make me laugh. Ever.

Plus, even though the book was a bestseller, it certainly wasn’t literary gold. You can’t just cut up a beach read and put it on the screen, especially when you’re dealing with issues like class, money, and absentee parenting. Read More »