Sean Young, star of Blade Runner and Ace Ventura: Pet Detective, was arrested last night after getting into a physical fight with a security guard. And, no, she wasn’t celebrating a belated Oscar win for either of those high-brow flicks. She was crashing the Governors Ball, the super ritzy Oscar party thrown by the Academy itself. Apparently, she was placed under citizen’s arrest by security, until the LAPD arrived and took her into custody. No word yet on whether the fight broke out because the security guards at the door didn’t recognize her. Head over to TMZ for more details.

The men of the Oscars. Mmmm.

Jennifer Aniston was smokin’ last night!

There was no Brangelina/Jen drama at the Oscars, even though those cameramen tried. 

Who had the best Oscar dresses?

TMZ paid $62,000 for that awful Rihanna pic?

10 weird human sex facts. Iiiinteresting.

This makes women look awful.

Foods you should never give up for the sake of a diet.

Tips for keeping that hair shiny and strong.

The economy is only gonna get worse before it gets better…

While I laid on my couch and watched reruns of SVU, the celebs hit the Oscar parties.

Don’t lose your beer again!

I have something to tell you: I am not petite. At 5’10 and not a size 4, I am what many would consider a biggish girl. And that makes it hard to date. Especially because I want to date a nice, Jewish boy…who also happens to be bigger than me. No offense to my people out there, but there are very few Jewish males who reach above 5’5. (And I have been looking for years!)

People always yell at me and tell me I am being too picky, (“What is the big deal?” “Why not someone who is at least your height??”) but I can’t help it. And trust me – I have tried.

Last weekend, I went home with a very attractive boy – my height, super hot …but really, really skinny. I was already nervous enough to strip down to my skivvies, considering my post beer belly. But, thanks to the power of that very beer, I was feelin’ frisky, so strip I did. We had our fun. When it was time to go to bed, though, I couldn’t find my undergarments in the pile of clothes on the floor, so the boy threw me a pair of his boxers to sleep in. And it was like putting in a pair of Spanx. Or plaid biker shorts.

Totally true.

Totally embarrassing. Read More »