Many have commented on the Playboy interview in which John Mayer compared ex-girlfriend Jessica Simpson to “sexual napalm” — including the rocker himself, repeatedly. Finally Simpson herself is ready to weigh in on the controversy, telling Oprah Winfrey, “It was so discouraging, because that’s not the John I knew.”

In her ‘Oprah’ segment Wednesday, Simpson admits that she felt betrayed by her ex and says she has yet to accept Mayer’s apology. “I don’t resent him,” she explains, “but I’m just going to let that part of my life go.” Read More »

I don’t know about you, but I could not stop watching the thrill of moguls, downhill skiing, and the hockey hunks tear it up over the ice this week.  Something about the Olympics just brings me back to when I wanted to be Kristi Yamaguchi (but not Tonya Harding), and now that the weekend is gracing my fingertips, I have more time to watch the Games and use the long commercial breaks to daydream about prancing around the quad this spring in style.

Is it April yet?
OK, it was only just Mardi Gras this week. Clearly I’m getting too ahead of myself.

In the meantime, here are some interesting points to chew on:

- While Spring Break is inching closer and you are hitting the tanning beds for that ideal bikini base-tan (hello, beer in Mexico!) you may want to keep this in mind.

- Men let their penis insecurities get in the way of safety and birth control. True story.

- Oh Cosmopolitan, you say some pretty ridiculous things sometimes; it’s amazing some of us can still rope in a man.

- Is smiling a required accessory? Read More »

John Mayer’s disastrous Playboy interview in which he dropped the N-word and told naughty bedroom secrets about Jessica Simpson is too much for even Oprah Winfrey to handle. Oprah’s couch — which has been a platform for dozens of celebrity apologies and explanations — isn’t open to the guitarist just yet. Why? Because O is great pals with one of John’s exes! Read More »

"I like dudes...er... I mean, I'm allergic to lady bits."

Ever since Twilight hit the theaters, the world has been looking for signs of a love affair between RPatz and K-Stew. We’ve been looking for photo evidence and waiting for some confirmation from their reps. But maybe what we should have been looking for is an itchy rash around Robert’s mouth?

Recently, RPatz has claimed he is blatantly “allergic” to lady parts. After working with naked women in a racy Details shoot, he revealed, “I really hate vagina’s. I’m allergic to vagina’s.”

Allergic, eh? Kinda like how I used to pretend I was allergic to carrots because I just preferred chocolate cake. Yeah, we’ve all heard that one before, Roberto; you ain’t foolin us. That vagina allergy paired with that perfectly mussed up hair and alleged love affair with a girl who looks eerily similar to a 12-year-old boy is telling a different story.

A story we’ve heard from other well-dressed and perfectly groomed guys in the past: Read More »

As I’m sure anyone with an internet connection, mobile phone, or the ability to read knows: John Mayer is a tremendous douche bag. In a recent interview with Playboy, he reminds America (as if his Twitter feed wasn’t proof enough) why he is the most irritating dbag on the planet. I will reiterate douchebag multiple times in this article because I am fairly certain if you check the ingredients on Summer’s Eve, the primary ingredient is John Mayer.

Okay, sure, John Mayer shouts out his exes, claims his cock is a “white supremacist,” will do anything for attention, makes that nasty face when he sings and just generally looks like a grease ball who invented HPV, but certainly there have to be worse guys out there. And there are.

So allow me to list 10 guys who are even more un-dateable than the totally un-dateable Mr. Mayer. Read More »

There is something about the date February 14^th that brings out the “crazy” in all of us single girls.

During any other time of the year, we may be loving single life and having a blast with our friends (or friends for the night…). But then something happens.  February rolls around and pink and red decorative hearts start appearing everywhere, sending us into a fit of hysteria. We feel a sense of urgency that suddenly it is not OK to be alone.  We consider settling for that weird dude on campus who wears shorts and sandals year round. We shovel down quarts of ice cream, crying to our friends about how no guy will ever love us, and that we may as well become nuns or lesbians.

On every other day we are completely content with our lives, but Valentine’s Day hits and we peg ourselves future cat ladies, destined for lives of misery and fur balls.

But hold on, ladies. No matter how single you are and crazy you feel right now, take solace in the fact that you’ll never stoop this low:

And if that doesn’t make you feel better, well, at least you’re not dating John Mayer.…

#9: Reading for pleasure is magical. Make time for it!

Just last February, I was planning my 21^st birthday party. Now, I’m facing 22 (or as I like to call it 21+1) straight on. Even though the last twelve months have gone by, it feels like just yesterday I was indulging in jello shots and margaritas. For my 21st. Because just yesterday I was indulging in jello shots and margaritas.

Looking back, though, much has happened in the past year. It seems I’ve learned a lot while Ke$ha put a dollar sign in her name and started brushing her teeth with a “bottle of Jack,” John Mayer proclaimed that he is on the search for “the Joshua Tree of vaginas,” and the Jersey Shore became a national phenomenon.

So here (in no particular order) is what I know for certain after turning 21. Perhaps you youngsters can take a few things from this:

1. Friendships should make you happy — not pissed off : Friends should be so much more than people you dance on tables with and dish about the weekend to. They should be there for you, and you should be there for them. They also should not steal your alcohol on your 21^st birthday and make out with the fraternity guy, all while puking as your boyfriend helps take care of them.

2. Raincoats are amazing: They are often understated and overwhelmingly overlooked when it comes to fashion. But even if they aren’t fashionable, really, you can’t complain when that slicker keeps your from frizzing. Without a rain jacket I wouldn’t have made it through the summer in London. And I think it actually kept me going to class this past semester. Why didn’t I realize this sooner? It doesn’t matter if you have a basic from Lands End or a super sexy trench from Dillards, just get one!

3. Go to the gym: Surprisingly enough, it is worth your time. Who knew? I sure didn’t, until I started going religiously with my boyfriend back in September. If you actually go to the gym and do more than hang out on the treadmill and elliptical for thirty minutes, you can see results. Plus, it teaches you patience on so many different levels. Read More »

Thank God it’s Friday, right?

Even though we had Monday off, it seemed as though this week would never end. But it finally did and now it’s time to party with some of the greatest artists of our time.

Before we grab our wallets and help out those in need in Haiti, though, let’s take a look back at the week that was:

- The celebs wowed us on the Golden Globes Red Carpet.

- Ke$ha, who we’ll never understand, came out with a new album.

- Guys continued to wear questionable (and totally unacceptable) attire to the gym.

- We said goodbye to our favorite Guidos at The Shore.

- Cosmo taught us what our guys are saying…while they’re asleep.

- And The Dude taught us what guys look for in a girl.

- John Mayer revealed his inner A-hole to Rolling Stone.

- Conan O’Brien showed NBC who’s boss.

- We learned a few life lessons from our favorite TV shows, while a new show reminded us to live life to its fullest.

- We debated the ups and downs of the infamous bottomless purse.

Whew! What a freaking week. This girl needs a nap, stat.

“All I want to do now is f**k the girls I’ve already f**ked, because I can’t fathom explaining myself to somebody who can’t believe I’d be interested in them. I’m too freaked out to meet anybody else”

-John Mayer (Rolling Stone)

Ok John Mayer, what the hell?

Let’s just forget about the fact that you have, time and again, been in insanely dysfunctional relationships with some of the most beautiful women ever: Jessica, Minka, and, lest the world forget, Jen.  But that’s not the point here.  The point here is this: you are now in a dysfunctional relationship with your fans. The people who should be most important to you. The people who are most important to most celebrities who don’t love themselves as much as you do.

The things you say and do make us want to hate you. You say stupid things in interviews, and fans like me think, why?  Why do I still love this man?  Why do I keep buying his albums and listening to them on repeat, insisting that this song is a metaphor for my life?

John Mayer, you are the bad boyfriend that every girl thinks she’s over.  She tells her girlfriends, “Hah!  Even if he called me tomorrow begging me to come back, I wouldn’t do it!” Then you put out another album and I fall in love all over again.  You torture me with songs like “Say,” which is relatable to anyone in its haunting message of untold feelings. And then I agonize when you put out what may be the best ever cover of “Free Fallin’,” one of my favorite songs of all time.  It’s then that I think, he’s not so bad.  Anyone who has such a way with music can’t be that horrible, there has to be some good in there somewhere. Deep down. Waaay deep down. Read More »

John Mayer is a home wrecker.

Hellooooo, NYC firefighters.

Can Spider Man survive without Tobey Maguire?

The Arrested Development movie will happen!

Do guys snoop on their partners?

Everyone’s mad at NBC.