How is Jessica Simpson worth so much!?
A summary of Cosmo magazine.
Lindsay Lohan is not preggers. Right?
So, who will be at the MTV awards?
SATC sequel secrets revealed!
Sales: a girl’s best frenemy.
How is Jessica Simpson worth so much!?
A summary of Cosmo magazine.
Lindsay Lohan is not preggers. Right?
So, who will be at the MTV awards?
SATC sequel secrets revealed!
Sales: a girl’s best frenemy.

A while back, the editor of this very site put out a query: “Give me a Top 10 list of your favorite High School Movies.” I told her I wanted in – after all, who doesn’t love to indulge in a little HS drama? So I sat down and started listing. Only I discovered that including just 10 was more impossible than winning 8 medals in one Olympic games. And I am no Michael Phelps.
So, I listed 10. The first list of what would soon become many. After posting, many of you seemed quite angry with my decisions. Your comments were full of ALL CAPS and lots of exclamation points!!!! You were upset that I had left some classics off the list. Perhaps you didn’t notice the “Part 1″ in the title, or perhaps you just needed everyone to know of your love of The Breakfast Club.
Not that it mattered; I was clearly coming back for round 2. So here it is – another 10 gloriously angsty high school flicks. Get that Smart Pop ready, ladies; these high school dramas are gonna rock your lockers! Read More »
Seriously, just ask her!
13 celebs who swore to remain virgins.
Sneak peek at Nine West’s fall collection.
No more babies for Octomom.
What are the most popular baby names?
11 things you never knew you needed in college.
Hugh Jackman is my reason to live.
Can sex prevent the swine flu?
Lohan ex embarrassed about relationship.
How is Revlon’s Matte collection?
Zac Efron is no Leonardo DiCaprio!
5 signs he’s not a good guy.
[There are some women out there that we just can’t get out of our minds. No, we aren’t switching teams - yet - but we do have some serious crushes on some pretty fierce females. These ladies are all special in their own right and we aren’t ashamed to tell the world we love them.]
Since her debut on the ridiculous reality series The Simple Life in 2003, Nicole Richie has been one of the most intriguing socialites to watch. Soon after entering the celebrity sphere, she was arrested for possession of heroin while driving with a suspended license. Three years later, she was detained for driving down a California highway in the wrong direction (high on Vicodin and marijuana… oops?) and slammed with a DUI.
Now, she is the mother of one (and expecting a second), the designer of a vintage jewelry line, and longtime girlfriend to Good Charlotte rocker, Joel Madden. With a loosely autobiographical novel under her belt and a small role in the recent hit movie, Confessions of a Shopaholic, Richie seems to have made it big.
Talk about a turnaround.
I love Nicole Richie, adopted daughter of crooner Lionel, because she defines transformation. Throughout the beginning seasons of The Simple Life, it’s safe to say that our girl Nicole was a hot mess. Appearing alongside BFF Paris Hilton with horrible highlights and making seriously unfortunate wardrobe choices, she landed a spot on Hollywood´s wild-child list where her reputation plummeted. Read More »
Wow, Megan Fox, that’s one tiny corset!
Swine Flu side effects: fever, chills, and Racism?
Julia roberts can cuss like a sailor!
Heart on your sleeve, emoticons on your ears.
First Lindsay, now Ali. Can we expect Dina in a Bikini next?
Bacon flavored lip gloss just sounds wrong.
Check out Susan Boyle’s new look!
Lindsay Lohan is afraid to pump gas.
What do you notice first about a guy?
Are Reese and Jake heading down the aisle?
Cheap and easy pizza recipe for college students.
Beauty addicts have no fear; Stila lives another day.
Should Greg Paulus switch teams and head to Michigan?
Miranda Tozier-Robbins can’t seem to leave Britney alone.
Don’t let the recession put a wrinkle in your beauty budget.
Dina Lohan takes credit for Lindsay’s video.
Oprah Tweets!
Have an endless summer in your own backyard.
Happy almost-Easter! Have you stocked up on your Peeps and Cadbury Eggs? Not you, Passover people – unfortunately you don’t get to partake in the tasty treats. You also don’t have to deal with the Easter Creep-sters, though, so that’s a plus.
Anyways, it’s Friday and we’re ready for a night in with some hot chocolate and a good (self-help) book. We would go out and par-tay, but we had a long week (as usual), full of life lessons:
College on crutches? It sucks.
Sex is good, but being wanted is better.
Gavin DeGraw is as funny as he is talented.
All those bad habits are just not worth it.
Vitamin Water is now almost calorie-free!
There are a lot of things guys just don’t know about us.
Pretty people have it really easy.
Lindsay Lohan deserves a break from the paps.
There are a lot of things we won’t miss when we graduate.
There are lots of pros to having a boyfriend…
And lots of pros to not having one…
Whew. We’re pooped. Nothing a big bowl of (free!) granola can’t fix!
While there are definitely tons of perks that come with being a celebrity, like the money, nice clothes, and invites to awesome Hollywood parties (to name just a few), fame also has its drawbacks.
Like the paps.
Being a mere mortal, I love the freedom I have of being able to go out of my house in sweatpants and no makeup without fear that an unflattering picture of it would show up online later that day, followed closely by the rag mags discussing my cellulite, my hair and my major fashion Don’t.
And I don’t even want to think of having to deal with my personal life in front of the world. After watching the media frenzy surrounding Lindsay and Sam’s recent breakup, I have really started to feel bad for our little LiLo. I know she’s sort of an attention whore (with a laundry list of issues), but the absolute last thing I’d want to deal with after a big break-up is constant media attention.
Just imagine what it would be like to have to deal with a heartbreaking break up while the world was watching your every move. Would you want the paparazzi swarming you when you’re walking to class in baggy sweats, no makeup, and puffy eyes from crying? Or have photos taken of you while you stock up on cookie dough and Doritos to numb the pain of a broken heart? I know I’d like to avoid any and all photos when I spontaneously burst into tears at the mere mention of beer (“OMG MY EX LOOOOVED BEEEEEEER. Waaaaah”). Read More »