This past Monday, while most of us were snoozing through lectures, four Hofstra students were arrested, slapped with a “rapist label” and thrown in a jail cell facing up to 25 years for gang raping a freshman.
The next day my mom called me distraught.
“Please lock all your doors.”
“Do not go home alone or stay out really late.”
“If a guy is following you or you feel at all uncomfortable, call the police.”
In an instant all college guys were DANGER.
While most of us tend to bop around in our (seemingly) safe, little campus bubbles, this situation forced me to wake up and realize that this is a valid and substantiated fear. College girls all over the country have been taken advantage of on campus, from harassment to rape. This is a real concern for all of us.
Which is why this Hofstra freshman’s story was taken so seriously.
Too bad she made the whole thing up.
Last night’s Inaugural Ball was a star studded event, to say the least. With celebrity guests from P. Diddy (or Puff Daddy, or Puffy, or whatever goes by these days) to Faith Hill, President Obama’s Inaugural Ball was one for the books.
When Denzel Washington introduced the President and his wife and they walked in to the traditional “Hail to the Chief,” I got goosebumps! The President and First Lady’s first dance had me crying like a single girl during “Breakfast at Tiffany’s.” And her dress!! I want to get married in that dress!
The Inaugural Ball was all glitz and glamour, and as I sat on my couch with my boys Ben and Jerry in tow, all I could do was wish I was there. Wish that I was lavishly dressed in a Jason Wu gown as opposed to my overly-used Hofstra sweatpants, oversized sweatshirt and fuzzy socks. Wish that I was dancing with a successful, handsome man instead of snuggling up to my teddy bear. Wish that I was eating some freakin delicious dinner instead of Ramen. Wish that Beyonce sang a song just for me, instead of me dancing around to her jams in my underwear with my hairbrush. Wish that 1,000 people would come out to celebrate my life, instead of sitting home trying to friend people on Facebook.
But, alas, I am not Barack Obama. Or Michelle Obama. Or any Obama. I was an Obama voter, though. That’s gotta be something, right?
Tonight was a big night with big decisions: Do I watch the presidential debate, or do I watch the highly anticipated season finale of Project Runway?
It was a difficult choice, but I did both. And after almost 3 hours of TV, my ass is asleep.
The season finale of PR was the same as always: model castings, dog poop, rushed and stressed designers backstage, “OH MY GOD THIS IS MY MOMENT”s, and then the big show.
When the main event finally arrived I got a little excited (although that could have just been the effects of the obscene amounts of coffee I chugged to make it through the night). I was really pulling for Korto – she was my favorite all along – but couldn’t wait to see what Leanne marched down the super-long runway. And, maybe, I was curious about Kenley’s collection.
And for the first time all season I was not disappointed. (If you opted for the debate, you can catch the collections here.)
The collections were all really beautiful, even Kenley’s. Each designer came through in their own unique way and I actually found myself saying (out loud!), “I’d wear that!” “I’d totally wear that!” “OMG I NEED TO BUY THAT OFF OF BLUEFLY.” (The product placement worked!)
Warning: Spoiler after the jump. I repeat: spoiler after the jump!
Today is a big day. Not only is it Hump Day and National Grouch Day, but it also happens to be the final presidential debate before the election and the season finale (not to mention last episode ever to run on Bravo!) of Project Runway!
Ahhh! Too much in one night.
What is a girl to do? Obviously, the debate is important; we want to be informed voters, right? And being that the election is only like 4ish weeks away, we need all the information we can get. But, we’ve put so much precious time into watching every last episode of Project Runway (which was difficult considering how crappy the season has been!), so how can we throw in the towel now?
And it’s not like we can flip back and forth between the two events during commercials – the damn debate doesn’t have any! And both the debate and Project Runway are far too important to DVR and just “catch later.” Some people seem to think there is a way to do it all, but that is just risky; you could miss some major talking points/uneven hemlines!
So which is it gonna be? The last and most important debate, or the hot mess that will be Kenley’s line comin’ down that runway? (Don’t worry; we won’t judge.)
Last night’s 
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Lauren Conrad and Heidi 
How to Screw Up the First Date
Why Jennifer Lawrence is the Coolest Actress Ever
Men in Black Take on The Avengers
Jeopardy Without Trebek?!
Stop Sleeping With Your Ex!
