•The best and worst fictional schools •5 things every girl needs in her closet •Gahhhh we can't wait for the next Batman film!! •11 stars who changed their name mid-career •How long does intercourse actually last? •How to get the casual Carrie Bradshaw look •The only dance party I want to be a part of
I don't know about you, but there are a million more trequels I'd like to see before having to sit through the saga of Carrie's indecisiveness, Samantha's sexcapades (best part), Charlotte's boring life and Miranda's cynicism. To name a few...
•Adam Levine loves being naked? Good for me •What does your favorite summer cocktail say about you? •The accessory that never goes out of style •Will there be a Britney Spears Tribute at the 2011 VMAs?! •This is the most brilliant thing ever •SATC is coming back! And not as a terrible film!! •There's something very sexy about tattooed men
•The hottest men from the WB •Does this make you more likely to give out your number? •Cool or creepy: diamond contact lenses •Would you watch a Sex and the City prequel? •The best dressed from last night's Teen Choice Awards •The ultimate guide to Sorority Recruitment •GIFs to put a smile on your face
I was surprised to find out that a good number or bars and restaurants in the city still have ladies' night drink specials. Sure, the feminist in me felt a little offended but the college girl on a budget (and unpaid internship) couldn't help but be ecstatic. Ladies' night isn't exactly the best place to meet guys seeing as how there really aren't many around so embrace it and grab your best girls to gossip or vent about work, your boyfriends, your mother
•Ryan Gosling shakes it with Justin Timberlake •Leighton Meester is having some mother trouble •Are these ladies the new Sex and the City stars? •Mad Men collection from Banana Republic is now on Gilt! •What do guys really think of female ejaculation? •Best core strengthening exercises •Isn't breakfast just the best?
It might be because I spend too much time in the realm of fiction (reading novels, watching movies, obsessing over tv), but I've been known to spend more than my fair share of time considering the pros and cons of men that don't actually exist. The good. The bad. What they do right. What they do wrong. Why I can't actually meet the men that Carrie Bradshaw dated.
We city dwellers and big-city hopefuls would greatly appreciate it if you didn't create another Sex & The City movie. Ever heard the term "three's a crowd?" Yeah, well, however cliché it may sound, it's incredibly appropriate for your dreams of a potentially disastrous third movie. So, since we've been hearing rumors that it's a possibility, we thought it was a good time to sit down and talk.
It's official. It's summertime. Okay, so I know that technically it's not officially summertime, that's not until sometime in June, but for us college girls classes are over, finals are done, and summer is in session. And there's lots of reasons to be happy about that (like the three bs: beaches, bikinis, and boys), but there are also a few downsides to the start of summer.
So there’s been a lot of talk here on CollegeCandy lately about slut shaming, casual sex, and what exactly defines a girl as “whorey.” Instead of clearing all of that up for you with this post, I’m probably just going to create another grey area, but hey, that’s what life is all about, isn’t it?
We ladies are constantly on the look out for the hottest fashion(at the lowest prices) and the coolest trends. Even the girl who just wears the same pair of jeans everyday is looking for a comfortable pair of denim that make her ass look great. And that's why we're constantly providing a running commentary on the fashion we see on a daily basis. While some of it is certainly cringe-worthy, there's a lot of it that is ooo-ahh-I-want-it-worthy. It's not uncommon to see strangers ask each other where someone bought something.
I spent way too much time in high school watching and rewatching Sex and the City. Unlike everything else on TV these women seemed so real, so fun, and so open to dropping major dough on brunch. And while I watched for the drama, I usually tuned out for the sex. I mean, I was in high school, jackhammer sex and impotent men and unwanted pregnancies was so far over my head that it meant nothing.
We’re obsessed with vampire boyfriends. Edward Cullen in particular. An as someone who spends way too much time in the fictional world I have to step back, and ask…really? I mean come on! Edward Cullen is not the best fictional boyfriend out there. He's obsessive, overbearing, and would find great satisfaction in tearing open his girlfriend's veins and drinking her blood. This is the guy that makes you swoon? Well not me.
I would like to preface this letter by saying that your work has made a large yet incredibly skimpy contribution to my adolescent years. And while I do believe in the nobleness of your cause, I am rather puzzled by the method to the madness of such an invention.
Look out ladies, Carrie and co. may be heading to a theater near you all over again. Thought these single and fabulous girls were gone for good? Well, you thought wrong! According to our favorite celebrity insider Popeater, there are rumors of a third Sex and the City in the works.
This week, as I caught up on my favorite fall shows (and watched some Sex and the City reruns) I couldn’t help but notice a running trend: female friendships. Sure some shows were about shopping (or singing while shopping) and some were about saving lives, but at the heart of it all, were some pretty cool chicks.
You see, everyone knows the gays love Manhattan. Don’t roll your eyes. Please, we have Broadway…this is their Mecca. And across the water we have Brooklyn, a mother ship for hipsters the world over. They come in droves, boasting blasé attitudes and a taste for bands you’ve probably never heard of before.
Can anyone believe we're nearing the end of the second week of June? It seems like just yesterday we were packing up, hugging our BFFs goodbye and settling back into our childhood bedrooms. And now summer has come upon us so quickly I haven't even had time to go swimsuit shopping! We've even already had the MTV Movie Awards, which means the 4th of July is just around the corner.
I think I blinked three times during the entire 147 minute showcase of Sex and the City 2. I didn't want to miss a single drool-worthy second of high fashion, I couldn't stop fathoming how well Aiden had aged and I didn't want to miss any of Carrie's one-liner snippets of advice. And while soaking it all in, I noticed something else.
My inspiration for Fashion Porn can come from anywhere. (OK, anywhere except actual porn. Have you seen what those people wear?!) Last week, for example, it came from kicking off my third summer in a row by donning a cowboy hat for a week. And this week I'm feeling inspired by none other than Ms. Sarah Jessica Parker and that gorgeous yellow Valentino dress she wore for the Sex And The City 2 premiere.
Have you ever watched 'Sex and the City' and thought about how you and Carrie Bradshaw would totally have been BFF if only you had met in high school? Well, now you can meet the 17-year-old Carrie in Candace Bushnell's new young adult novel, 'The Carrie Diaries.'
I celebrated my first post-college birthday this weekend by ordering a year's supply of Botox, as well as a classic girdle. I'm 23 now and that's practically ancient (especially by CollegeCandy standards). So please forgive me if from now on my blogs can't keep up with youthful lingo and Miley Cyrus references.
• The Ungaro disaster wasn't Lindsay's fault, ok? • Tina Fey and Al Roker get it on?!! • Do men fake orgasms? • A 140-character scholarship application? It exists! • Garth Brooks is un-retiring. • Sex and the City gets a line of shoes.
There were more consecutive sunny days in Syracuse then there were couples during my four year stay. Most guys would sprint and leap into oncoming traffic before they would admit to dating a girl and relationship terms like "committed" came to mean a situation in which the guy you were hooking up with would be a gentleman by driving you home...