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Do you guys remember that little strawberry blonde girl with the yellow cape and intense middle part that ran around with a magnifying glass in Harriet the Spy?  Well, she left little mystery this month on the March edition of Maxim. Let’s just say you don’t need a magnifying glass to look for Michelle Trachtenberg’s ta-tas.  And um, pretty sure she got rid of the yellow raincoat.

I was excited to dig into Maxim this month.  Somehow the magazine has been a monthly treat I have come to look forward to. It gives me the same feelings I get when I eat a big, gooey brownie  – indulgent, satisfied, and really, really guilty.

I learned a lot in this month’s issue of Maxim, starting with Michelle Trachenberg’s deepest and darkest secrets. (Seriously, her photo shoot looked like a vampire True Blood fantasy). Maxim taught me that contrary to what I learned in  Bambi, people really are not hornier in the springtime. Dag nabbit, Thumper!  How do you explain how my eyelashes grow and thicken so I can bat them at all the hotties in their Sperry’s every May? I also learned that it’s easier to give birth in the warmer months, hence the call to boning when the weather outside is frightful.

I was born in the warmer months…
Um, ew. Read More »

It’s rainy. It’s windy. You haven’t seen sunlight in days, you didn’t do so hot on today’s pop quiz, and you really don’t feel like reading about the Enlightenment for history class. What better way to beat the dreariness and procrastinate than by having a comedy movie marathon to boost your spirits and make you laugh?

When fall settles in and it’s not as much fun to walk through campus on a chilly, dismal day, grab a bunch of kids from your hall, pop some warm, buttery popcorn, and veg out in flannel pj’s and sweats. You’ll feel better, you’ll have fun, and best of all, these movies sure as hell beat anything that sprung from the Enlightenment! Read More »

Iron Man is unstoppable!

Simon Pegg entertains me far, far too much

Harriet the Spy is back, baby

And look, so is Tom Cruise on Oprah

TMZ officially ranks as “legit news”

50 funniest movie scenes ever

Because Diddy’s ego hadn’t been inflated today…

Meanwhile, Kanye’s ego is OUT OF CONTROL

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Sometimes when people try to explain personalities based on certain life choices, like pizza topping, they are totally off base.

David Zinczenko’s article qualifies personalities by a list of pretty straightforward (and hot) celebs. Needless to say, I was pretty surprised by the answers these guys gave when asked which starlet they had the hots for. Sure, you could put the celebs into a category and try to analyze the guys via David’s perspective. But what I discovered was much, much more fascinating than what any guy could tell me about what a man’s celebrity crush reveals.

Based on my findings, guys like celebrities who are pretty damn normal. Yes, perhaps these girls are a bit hotter, a bit fitter and with a bit A LOT more money. But come on, Lacey Chabert, Michelle Trachtenberg, Natalie Portman, Emma Watson, Carrie Underwood and Larissa Oleynik (aka Alex Mack)?

I know. I was astounded as well. Yes, these girls are all amazing actresses or singers, but for the most part all of them are (in many ways) a lot like you and I. Read More »

Celebrities are fun to write about and gawk at (if you’re lucky enough to encounter one in its native habitat), but I have a feeling I would just not be compatible with the likes of Lindsay or Paris or even that sweet – seeming Michelle Trachtenberg. It just wouldn’t work. I need downtime. Also, my cell phone is five years old and I look weird in sunglasses.

Sienna Miller, on the other hand, is the kind of girl I would kill to hang out with, or at least borrow clothes from. She’s my frush: friend – crush. She would be like the older sister I never had. We would eat scones and talk shit and wear ironic porkpie hats. If only she knew I was right here, waiting… Read More »