We all know amazing women. Your mom, who pushed you out of her vajay for 18 hours (and tells the excruciating story every year on your birthday). Your philosophy TA, who imparts the perfect dose of gritty life wisdom and existential enlightenment each class. Your freshman year roommate…the fact that homegirl never reported your crazy ass to campus security for your wide array of wild shenanigans has secured her a place in heaven for sure.

Admittedly, some amazing women are more worthy of an award than others. Think more along the lines of your sorority sister who organizes the beyond spectacular philanthropy events each year, not the girl who can masterfully dance on the bar in a mini dress without having a Brit slip.

Well, Glamour is looking for you to brag about all the truly amazing women in your life.

Here’s what they have to say:

Brag Time: Tell Us Why You’re Amazing

Glamour is looking for young women—age 25 or under—who are doing big things in their community. Tell us how you’re changing the world and you could be one of two lucky winners we’ll bring to Glamour’s Women of the Year Awards at New York City’s Carnegie Hall on November 7.

So…wanna come? Nominate yourself (or a friend!) by going to glamour.com (link to: https://secure.glamour.com/magazine/sweeps/woyy_2011/entry/long/)—and attach a pic. Then check back in two months to meet the five finalists and vote for your favorites.

Well, what are you waiting for? Nominate someone! (Not sure who to nominate, CollegeCandy editors are always looking for a little love….just kidding…not really)

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Damn, girl!

Wow. Kate Winslet looks absolutely stunning on this month’s cover of Glamour. Her hair, her pose, her Top Model fierce expression (insert three Tyra snaps here…) I thought she she was the pinnacle of perfection when she was in Titanic, but she keep reaching new heights of gorgeousness.

Silly me, I thought that by having such an elegant cover model, Glamour was trying to class it up this issue. But I was so wrong. Between a photo spread of stars in nude-colored bodysuits (my eyes still hurt) and a quiz entitled “What’s Your Guy Type” (um, I thought I was reading a grown up mag, not Seventeen), I quickly realized this issue was going to be as tacky and inane as the rest. However, I totally think Glamour gave me a subtle shout out. Remember a few months ago when I hated on tantric sex? In this month’s “Hey, It’s Ok” section, one of the things that it’s okay to do is “think tantric sex sounds kind of…boring.” Coincidence? Highly unlikely.

But anyway, returning to Glamour…have I ever talked about how dull their style section is? So predictable and uninspiring. Their cover story on “sexy hair”? Four styles – straight, kind of wavy, moderately wavy, and super wavy. So titillating. The makeup tips are usually things I read in fashion blogs…six months ago. And don’t even get me started on their ideas of what fashion on a budget entails (hint: it’s not unusual to see $100 shirts…that’s like two weeks of groceries, yo). Read More »

Diane Kruger is a certified, regulation, top-tier hottie. I mean, she is ethereal enough to have been cast as Helen of Troy. She is currently boning and betrothed to wed Joshua Jackson (PACEY!) and she somehow managed to make stilted sexyface look alluring and hot on this month’s cover of Glamour. And I’m absolutely gagging (in the best possible way) over her cover ensemble. Sigh. Hot women in amazeball clothes – Glamour knows how to speak to my soul so deeply.

Unfortunately, once Glamour starts trying to use words to enrich our lives, it all goes downhill.

As usual, the “Men, Sex, and Love” section is an utter disaster. When the best piece of advice is offered by a 9-year-old, you know this shiz is dire. (The 9-year-old was asked if men should pay on the first day. Her answer; “No, because then he’ll think you’re spoiled. You should volunteer.” Debate over.)

There’s an article by a 28-year-old woman who planned to save her virginity for her husband…and then didn’t (didn’t most of us have that “I’m waiting until marriage…oops, there’s a p in my v” moment at some point? Yawn.) There is an article about communication by some dude who apparently feels that guys need women to tell them that joking about their moms is not okay (I know etiquette is kind of a lost concept these days, but seriously?) And apparently dudes think about sports during sex (remember when these magazines said they were thinking about supermodels? I’m not sure if sports are an up- or a downgrade). But it’s the obligatory sexting article that made me roll my eyes so hard I’m pretty sure I saw my brain.

Let me explain why. Read More »

Home girl looks goooood!

I am completely and unabashedly Team Kanye, so I should have rolled my eyes and sighed most despondently when I saw Taylor Swift on the cover of Glamour this month. But I’m mildly fascinated with Miss Taylor. Maybe it’s because she rarely straightens her hair (curly haired girls represent!) Maybe it’s the way she puts all of her former beaus on blast (wouldn’t you be bitter if you got dumped by a Jonas Brother?) Or maybe it’s because although “Single Ladies” IS the best video of all time, “You Belong With Me” is definitely one of the most relateable songs of all time. And it’s fun to dance to in your underwear….

Fine, I admit it. I think Taylor Swift is utterly fabulous. I have not an ounce of shame.

Moving on.

This issue of Glamour was incredibly informative. Ashlee Simpson has a “thriving” music career. High heels tend to skew even higher during recessions. And, oh my god, it’s okay to order dressing on the salad and not on the side (oh my god, who knew it was okay to appreciate flavorful, calorie-riffic food sometimes?)

But perhaps the most enlightening piece is entitled “Weird Male Habits We’ll Never Understand.” At least, that’s what I thought before I actually started reading the content. Then I realized that Glamour just doesn’t know what fun is. Read More »

It’s clear that Glamour hates Lea Michele as much as I do. (Yes, I said it. Lea Michele emits this aura of entitled smugness that I cannot help but to scrunch up my nose at. Also, Glee is awful. Grownup Kidz Bop interpretations of songs + stale caricature characters? I’ll pass.) I can’t deny the girl is gorgeous, though. But on the cover, Lea looks stiff and mildly crazy. With way too much mascara on. And the inside photos are no better – in one, she bears an uncomfortable resemblance to Sarah Palin.

No, thank you.

I will say, though, this fall’s trends make for some gorgeous spreads. And maybe I was too blinded by velvety pumps and pearl-embellished bags to find any one particular article especially cringe-worthy. I couldn’t help but notice that random lines of crazy were sprinkled throughout. So thank you for these little gems, Glamour.

Glamour says: Only on R. Patz can [a maroon suit] look sexy.
Jasmine says: Are we really still pretending this guy is anything other a greasy, grungy 20-something who happened to get lucky and sign onto a perplexingly popular franchise? Let’s be real, if you saw Robert Pattinson walking down the street, 98 percent of us would not give this kid another look.

Glamour says: Wearing a black and white striped cardigan makes for a “fiercer look.”
Jasmine says: Whitney Port and Jennifer Lopez were the celebrities who were examples of this silly assertion. Enough said. Read More »

Ok, wow – the September issue of Glamour is so thick and heavy I want to beat Spencer Pratt over the head with it whenever he tries to find enlightenment and become a better person by wearing tie-dye and rubbing his face with crystals.  It’s stock full of over 400 (!!) pages and it’s the biggest issue in 20 years.

That’s a lot room for ad space fabulous articles, Glamour. This is good!  Just another reason to love September.

Well, first of all – this issue was tantalizingly fabulous.  Honestly, after flipping through 89 pages of ads, I read it cover to cover in about 2 hours – the way you read a magazine when you have a lot of time on your hands and you want to sink everything all in (reading the copy of the ads and the editor’s note).  September’s Glamour featured a lengthy spread with Justin Bieber awkwardly hanging out in an arcade with a (significantly older) female model.  However, J-Lo spiced up the pages with a totally hot photo shoot wearing leopard print, writing on mirrors with lipstick, and eating Chinese take-out decked out in stilettos and cat woman glasses. Standard.

Other articles told me what my headaches really mean, how to perfect a beautoumous blow-out, a fab article about perfecting the ‘classic look’ with Tommy Hilfiger, and the ever-so-helpful ‘Girl’s Guide to Appetizers,’ which made me curse everything I’ve lived for since I’ve thought quesadillas were the healthy choice.  At 1,000 calories a pop, Glamour claimed otherwise. For some reason I just received the same feeling in the pit of my stomach as I did when my mother told me Santa Clause wasn’t real.

Anywho, within in the depths of the juicy pages of Glamour this month (I seriously had such a such a good time reading this issue that I brought it with me to the bathroom….twice. Stupid quesadillas…), a particular article made me stop my heavy page scanning in my tracks. Entitled ‘Six Ways to Rule the World,’ I, an ambitious yet unemployed recent grad, was ready for some inspiration. Read More »

I always forget that I kind of love Vanessa Hudgens. She’s currently pretty irrelevant to my interests, but I mean, let’s think about it – her hair is a work of art that totally deserves a place in the Louvre. She’s hitting it with Zac Efron, in all of his post-Disney hotness, and, not gonna lie, I still occasionally jam out to Say Ok. I don’t exactly know how she’s still snagging major magazine covers, but whatever, she’s glamorous.

However, she’s also boring and forgettable, which is kind of a theme throughout this month’s issue of Glamour. (Great cover choice, editors!) There was no article that was particularly riveting or helpful, and there was no article that was completely atrocious.

But there were definitely some flashes of hot mess.

Glamour says: If your man consistently finishes in 20 seconds and leaves you hanging, be passive aggressive and then talk to him about it.
Jasmine says: If your guy has a problem with premature ejaculation/selfishness, talk to him like a grown-up. You two are grown-ups who have sex, right? Don’t embarrass him or be unnecessarily childish about the situation.

Glamour says: Being naked with someone is a pact, a sacred oath.
Jasmine says: I don’t think anything is sacred after 6 Jager bombs, 4 shotguns, and 4 glasses of wine. Read More »

I was not excited to pick up the July edition of Glamour. Am I the only one who has a mildly irrational dislike of Jessica Biel? I mean, it’s not like she’s relevant enough to be impossible to escape, and I’ve finally gotten therapy grown up and accepted the fact that I will never be Mrs. Timberlake, so it’s not her long-term relationship with Justin that bothers me. And, I mean, really, how could I possibly hate on someone with such a killer body? And yet, every time I see a photo of her, I kind of make a Blair Waldorf face.

Then, when I opened the magazine, there was an ad for Uggs (vom) and in it, the female model was wearing a dress. With bare legs. And it was clearly summer. I thought we collectively let that go in 2004. Sigh.

Continuing to flip through the magazine, I didn’t see anything else particularly offensive (but did you know there are personal trainers for your vagina?! And there are vaginal weights?!) Then I got to this article entitled “The Hardest Words for a Guy To Say Are…” Oh lovely, yet another article detailing the ways in which boys refuse to be human. According to Glamour, these are the phrases dudes find it most difficult to spit out:

Glamour says: ”A little help, please?”
Jasmine says: I think this severely underestimates the intelligence of the average non-douche. The majority of guys who are in healthy and functional relationships are comfortable with asking for a little help every now and then, whether it’s with advanced calculus homework or beer pong strategy. Read More »

Earlier today, while procrastinating on that whole “find a summer job” thing, I came across an article on Glamour.com entitled, “11 Things Men Want You to Do More Often—in Bed and Out.” At the top it says something about how men aren’t so different from women after all, because all they really want at the end of the day is to be pampered and loved!

So apparently (according to the article) your man wants you to remind him how hot he is, relinquish control of the remote, pick up the tabs and giving him frequent massages and blow jobs. What fun!

The list is honest and endearing, but there’s one major problem: most women don’t receive half of these courtesies in return. So now that Glamour’s gotten the convo started, here are some things I wish guys would do more often:

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