I really don’t think Jennifer Lopez has aged at all in the last 15 years. It’s absolutely phenomenal. I’m pretty sure she could still show up to an award show in a dress like this and absolutely make everyone else comparatively speaking look like hideous trolls. She must exfoliate with diamonds and the blood of dolphins.

Alas, the rest of the magazine wasn’t nearly as festive as J.Lo or her boobs. It’s, of course, holiday themed, and I don’t know about you, but when I think of holidays I think of stress, excessive consumerism, disappointments, and drama. So yes, I’m a total Grinch. All of these articles making it sound like a perfect holiday season is actually attainable just made me cranky and cynical.

What also made me cranky? Glamour got a dude (a writer from The Daily Show) to respond to readers’ inquiries as to why men do what they do, and I think most of his answers are sugarcoated and avoid the root of the problem. Read More »

Over the weekend recent divorcee and celebrity J.Lo paid tribute to her past loves during her Connecticut concert. Whilst singing her song “Until It Beats No More”, J.Lo look alike and Diddy, Ben Affleck, and Marc Anthony doppelgangers also took stage. As the singer described to the crowd, “let’s take a trip down memory lane”, she began to cry.

What a loony. This is why even Dr. Phil says no one can be friends with their exs. I’d like to parade my bad boyfriends around a stage too J.Lo, but it’s called social skills and I want you to reevaluate yours. Now I understand being a celebrity gets you a lot of leeway with this rule, I know Taylor Swift and Adele enjoy this privilege, so I shouldn’t be surprised.

But ladies, lets not make this a common pattern. I say we take Samantha from Sex and The City’s approach; “Honey when I’m done with them, I’m done with them.” Some ideas of how to better reflect on an ex include:

Remembering both good and bad times, equally.

The equal is vital. If you get too wrapped up in the good, drunk-crying phone calls get made. But if you get wrapped up in the bad, you end up plastering your most recent ex-boyfriend’s car in CVS-brand maxi pads.  Trust me on this one.

Karma is real.

You don’t want your former talking sh*t about you? So don’t do the same to them! I know it’s hard and in your close-knit group of friends it’s always excused, but just remember that what you put out comes back. So if you spend your entire Halloween telling his frat brothers how small his friend is, expect retaliation.

When in doubt, put on some Beyonce.

I don’t care about your age, your gender or your music taste. When you’re feeling that awkward confusion about an ex; “should I call you to tell you I hate you?” or “am I still in love with you?”,  get to your nearest music source and play a lot of Beyonce. Something spiritual will happen friends, I can’t explain it but just know it will fix everything. Because when does she not?

Whislt you mull over these nuggets of wisdom, here are photos of J.Lo and her famous former flames:

Love lessons from the Jersey Shore

How to be a guy’s girl without losing your fembot side

See, even celebs know how to stay close with exes

Does konad nail stamping actually work?

J. Lo wear spanx!

Disney Princess voice actors unite, fulfilling our childhood dreams

Miley’s gonna be an aunt!

The benefit of unemployment: catching up on daytime tv!

Alexander Skarsgard stays cool and sexy on set

As much as I love the last day of classes every school year, I’ll be honest: summer sorta stresses me out. I just never really know what the break will bring. I always worry how painful my summer job or internship might be, if I’ll have to awkwardly hang out with my old high school “friends,” and, of course, there’s always the strong possibility that my parents will drive me absolutely crazy. On the flip side, there’s also always the chance of hot summer hookups, barbecues and crazy summer nights.

Despite all that’s unknown, though, the one thing that’s for sure is we’ll have a great new selection of music to listen to, no matter what pool or beach we find ourselves at, presumably shivering, this month. Read More »

I’m not going to lie to you, CollegeCandies. Over the years, I have watched, and even reveled in some really terrible chick flicks. There’s just something comforting knowing  the ending of a movie before it even begins, knowing everything is going to work out. It’s nice once and a while to sit back and just enjoy some bad acting by some pretty actors. And some really cute guys. So yes, I do indulge in watching terrible chick flicks every once in a while.

But even I have a line. And let me tell you, these movies that I’m about to list. Well, let’s just say they crossed it. They ran across it. Sprinted even. They’re so far over that line that I can’t even see it anymore…

10. Post Grad. This movie is terrible. Because it shows you all the struggles of Post Grad life without any of the payoff. Alexis Bledel’s character struggles for months. And when she finally gets the job of her dreams she gives it all up to go after a boy. Ugh! Gag me!

9. When in Rome. So Kristen Bell went from playing a badass modern day Nancy Drew on Veronica Mars to a neurotic single lady in Manhattan who can only get guys to fall in love with her with magic coins? She should really talk to her agent.

8. Over Her Dead Body. Eva Langoria comes back from the dead to stop her ex-boyfriend from moving on with his life. Chaos ensues. Oh, wait a minute. So that’s where Grey’s Anatomy got that whole ‘bring Denny back from the dead’ thing? I can’t believe I’m saying this but Katherine Heigl did it better.

7. Georgia Rule. I don’t even really know what this movie is about. And I really don’t even need to. Because if a girl can’t even make it through the trailer for a chick flick, than it really, really is a terrible chick flick. Read More »

So I’m kinda obessessed with my ex

Turn heads with these heels

How to study sex without being a sucker

Um this is hard. Which Justin Timberlake is hotter?

How is this humanely possible?

Ryan Seacrest and J.Lo trying to out diva each other

Facebook photos about to get fancy

Judah Friedlander teaches karate to strippers. sure.

J-Lo is making bank on Idol

The French want you to adopt a guy

What’s more terrifying?

Oh now it makes sense. NOT

6 cute dorm room decorating tips

7 signs of alcohol abuse

A little shirtless True Blood actions

Lilo wants to be a mom?

How to get the most from your college education

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 »

Dear Dude,

I want a boyfriend. I have been single for the last four years, and although there have been opportunities for love to kindle, things just never seem to work out. I think a part of it is my fault. I am very conscious about my weight (I am full-figured). I think I am a very intelligent, funny and generous person, and I have a great circle of friends. But I don’t know how to show a guy that I have all these qualities because, frankly, most guys seem more interested in the way women look. Dude, how can I make a guy see past my weight to the person that I am inside, when looks play such a huge role in a guy’s opinion of a girl?

Sincerely,
Single and Not Loving It

P.S. I want to add that I am not ugly, just a little overweight. Read More »

An NYU student was found dead at the library this morning.

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Angelina Jolie needs a cookie.

Kirstie Alley tries another weight loss idea.

Kim Kardashian gets a fist to the face.